or what it can do to us
because the space between you and me
doesn't mean a thing if
i can just hear from you
and know you are doing okay
i see you all over the place,
everything i touch,
everything i feel,
everything i hear,
everything reminds me of you
everything i wear reminds me of you,
the white blouse at the hotel,
the red t-shirt to the park,
the one you said i was 15,
they all still smell of you...
i saved the green band from Horus,
from our first dance,
and the poster you signed
with your name in the center
if i pack you're there
if i unpack you're still there
everything just reminds me of you
regardless of what I do or do not do...
the pictures that we took remind me of you
i flip the pages and run them in my mind
remember the beige sandals we bought with the flower
in your favourite orange colour
i remember your fingers running through my hair
the tangles make me cry
cause they remind me of how you tried
so gently to brush my hair
the perfume you loved
my favourite lip gloss
heck, the bag you fixed
lying on my floor reminds me of you
when someone grabs my hand
i turn hoping it will be you
when the phone rings
i wonder if it's your voice I'll hear
everything reminds me of you
what we are and where we are at
just reminds me everyday
not to be afraid to love
and everthing worth having
is worth fighting for
« return.