You exist as a letter That sits up on my shelf As a series of words I have to search to tell myself So I don't have to face Your beautiful lines that I can't trace Or the things we shared Memories how they fade just like the color in your hair This is the day we're moving on Every letter echoes it The emptiness that's I sit in since you've gone And it's been a year And every couple days I think of three words I never got to say But they'll sit in the stories That well both write Of a being with brilliance And another lacking might This is the day we're moving on Every letter echoes it The emptiness that's I sit in since you've gone