Listening to music which eases my soul now becomes pathetic because of every song I listen, there are…you…of everything I do, I see you…
In the morning preparing breakfast for myself there I go tossing some sausages…and as I tossed, I remember the days were I use to prepare breakfast for you…
Isn’t that a silly thing to think?....
I open a book to read and there I go thinking about how I use to neglect reading it and went jovially to see you…
I walk down my stairs…and there I see myself carrying you on my back going up the stairs…laughing all the way up…
And many dozen things I do…YOU pop into my mind…
It isn’t a bad thing nor a good thing…coz happy memories were all I thought about…but those happy memories aren’t that happy went I am here all alone and grieving my way through life…
From opening a door knob, to devouring my favorite meal, from walking down a street, to sleeping in my bed…there…there you are…haunting my life…
From taking money out of my wallet, to watching tv…looking at the mirror…there I see you by my side…have I gone crazy?
Whatever I do, wherever I go…there you’ll be…
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