In this house, where the walls speak louder than I can scream. I can still feel the warmth of your touch and where ever I look I see you smiling and with that soft sound in your voice you tell me stories that fill me with this feeling that I cant even put to words. I can hear laughter in every room, markings of our love in the window stills.
Photographs of you and that smile still screams me to stay....If only I could stay here I would be complete but I know that I must continue and when I open the door the wind blows to my face and your voice whispers "we will always have these memories, youll be fine..."