And each time i wake up i have a splitting headache.
Everytime i see the photos,
Its a different kind of smile, different kind of happiness, it shows in the eyes.
I don't see it. I see the emptiness, a longing for something, i don't know what.
The ring tone,
Specially set, the pictures.
Everytime I look at you, I'm reminded of everything.
The kind of ache that follows, a feeling that cannot be described.
You can keep a person physically but that's about the only thing you can do, you can't stop him from doing anything else, whats more what he's thinking.
Amanda
