Now here i sit and stare Without blinking memories flood my eyes and leave as tears A hole in my stomach threatening to swallow me whole You left me here alone to grow old In an empty cold bed i sleep A table with one chair i eat Your dresser i keep unmoved and neat I wish you were just hiding and i just had to seek Every knock on the door my heart drops Every morning the silence starts my day with stomach knots Everyday memories seem to be fading This is why i sit and stare at your painting