It's dark here.
I've been trapped in my own mind for so long
just sitting her with my legs crossed
in the middle of the room,
crying for you, longing for you.
Surrounded by the echoes of your voice
and your laugh, feeling your touch
and the warmth from your hugs fading.
With the memories torturing me,
making me relive our last day over and over again.
The echoes going on and on, sometimes growing...