As I write these words
I can't breathe. My chest heaves
I'm on the floor
I can't see
My eyes have run dry and won't cry anymore
Every morning light is the darkest day
All I can think about is everything that was stolen
More than I could have ever dreamed of
I know you say it's impossible to know
But that's my gift
I can see the path even when they are covered by snow
And I know where the thief came from and I know where she went
She walked in the front door
Pretended to be alone
But she had no intention of staying
Not if it wasn't given to her on a throne
If I never met you
I would never have to feel this pain
Never have to relive the crushing of all my greatest hopes
Every time I see your face
Every time I see our bodies intertwined
Every time, every thing, anything, always reminding of you
But now there is nothing I want to reach for except the bottle, but I still can't cope
There is no joy, nothing that it will replace
There is no light in the solitary prison of my mind
If I never met you
I would never have to feel this pain
Never have to relive the crushing of all my greatest hopes
Every morning light is the darkest day
All I can think about is everything that was stolen