Picture Frames

Shit happens I can't believe the irony

slaps me in the face

it kills all my expectations

and I know

the unlikely is likely to happen

good or bad

you'll never know

let's just say that I've done some growing this year

more than I can handle

and I'll never forget this year

now you're gone

so far away

now you're gone

and nothings the same

I lie in bed and reminisce the times we had

laughter was familiar

tragedy has stripped from us

the life you had

much too soon

how can I keep growing this year, without you?

I'll never forget this year

now you're gone

so far away

and now you're gone

and nothings the same

and now you're gone

and nothings left to fill the gaps of the doors that you've left wide open

and now you're gone

and all that's left is picture frames of

memories of you

and now you're gone

so far away

and now you're gone

and nothings the same