I cry for you. My pillow painted, cold teardrops weep, A familiar smell, scented memories I choose to keep. I ache for you. My heart burns, she’s sleeping right now, Turn my head, smile sweetly, and find ways to cope somehow. I look for you. My eyes hazy, focus slowly lags behind, Walk steps unbalanced; reach out for a hand I do not find. I gasp for you. My lungs empty, they’re now without cause, Sunlight chases the horizon, stop, rewind and press pause. I feel for you. My fingers tingle, touched on silky skin, Perception is lost, abstract from the world we live in. I scream for you. My words reflect, thoughts that lurk around, Swept away, dazed, waves crash and I have drowned. I die for you. My body limp, soulless shell been buried deep, Deaths door opened, and I stumble, alone I take the leap. | 
