VANILLA SKIN

The sheets still smell of your vanilla skin,

The glass half empty, but I'm drowning in it.

The clock doesn't move, the night doesn't end,

I've rewound the tapes of your last goodbye,

But the words fade with time.

Now I'm a ghost in our old routine,

Haunted by the love that's still stuck in the middle.

Without you, it's an eclipse of the heart,

A permanent shadow tearing me apart.

I look for the light, but it's gone,

Just a silhouette left of the love we built.

Your favorite song plays in the café around the corner,

I stand in the doorway, then walk away.

Because each lyric is such a sharp blade,

Carving your name deeper into my scars.

If love was a flame, why did you leave me the smoke?

Choking on memories too thick to hold.

I'd bargain with God, but what's left to trade?

Without you, it's an eclipse of the heart,

A permanent shadow tearing me apart.

I look for the light, but it's gone,

Just a silhouette left of the love we built.