Gone

Remembering the things we said to each other
All the exciting things we'd do together
I can't help myself but recall them
I can't get my head around living without them

The many things that we could do
The music we would sing to
The times together we would spend
All forgotten, somehow, in the end

The horrible feelings have, at least, gone away
But an empty feeling is growing stronger inside me everyday
I want to move forward, and smile again
But there's no point to anything now, compared to then

Call it drama, tell me to move on
But I saw something special inside me and now it has gone
All I hope is that I find it again one day
And that when I do, it's there to stay