My house, now empty,
once overflowed with life,
since your departure,
it's lost all its light.

I search every corner
of my memory's flow,
for no one I would die for,
each song reminds me so,
makes living feel painful
with its bittersweet glow.

Time to forget you
now serves no good aim,
with a single glance,
I fall back just the same,
at your feet once more,
without wishing to claim.

My pain stains these verses,
my tears soak the lines,
of a bitter taste,
and I can't avoid the signs.