He is Gone

Every time I open my mouth to speak, 
I scream your name,
I scream your name,    
Every time I close my eyes    
I can see your face    
I can see your eyes and    
I can taste your mouth.    
All I can find,    
Are the memories    
You left behind,    
And nothing else,    
Except emptiness.    
I don't think that you    
Know what it's like    
When everything stays the same    
And all you can feel is pain,    
And you have to believe    
When it hurts to breath and    
I fall asleep to the sound    
Of that door slamming when      
You were leaving.    
And, somehow, this hole in my    
Chest keeps beating.    
And still loving you, is    
My own personal Hell.    
All I can see in the mirror is myself.    
I feel so alone in this    
House that was never a home.    
I cry at the end of every movie see    
All of them are replays of you and me.    
I cry when it rains and I      
Miss your light.    
I watch for you out the window late at night,    
Wondering where you are and who you're with.    
What kind of a life is this?    
When he is gone    
Everything    
Seems to go wrong.