It’s way too quiet without you here now,
The words of everyone, they don’t care.
They don’t seem to notice you’re not here with me.
I’m caught, their looks like a trapper’s snare.
You don’t care that I miss you, do you?
I stare at the door, hoping you’ll walk in.
I sit here alone, waiting on you for hours.
They want me to tell them what could have been.
You would’ve thought I would be okay here alone.
You don’t know how much I’m missing you.
The silence in this room has taken over.
Tell me, what am I supposed to do?
They seem to think I’m lucky since you left.
Do they think I don’t care that you’re gone?
They don’t understand, I still love you.
Do they think I would have moved on?
Do they think I deserved being left alone?
What do they think I would have done?
Now I miss your touch, your hands on my face.
And the way you smiled at the setting sun.