You always chose the window seat,
where sunlight kissed your face so sweet.
Now dust and shadows fill the space,
but I still see your gentle grace.
The silence here feels loud tonight,
your laughter fades in amber light.
Where you used to sit,
time stands still a bit.
Every echo, every breath,
feels like the moment right before you left.
I trace your name upon my cup,
but tears just blur the letters up.
The coffee" s cold, the music slow,
I wonder if you still would know.
Your ghost still lingers here,
in every song I hear.
Where you used to sit,
I talk to the air a bit.
Pretending you" re still near,
though the autumn" s almost clear.
Do you ever think of me,
when the city hums in key?
Where you used to sit,
I still keep that light lit.
And though it" s been a while,
I see your shadow in every smile.
