I watch as you walk out the door, taking my heart...
I count your steps to your car...

How is it possible to feel everything and nothing...
Like the moon and stars have both collided...

Your blue eyes stick in the back of my mind;
and your smile bounces around my head...

There's something about you;
Something I can't quite put my finger on...

When I think of you,
I think of the color purple...

I’ve always been cold, calculated, and heartless...
Someone who plots and plans...

I hope you find whatever it is you’re looking...
But it will never be me...

Our whole family suffered after you died;
All of them left to pick up the pieces of them...

I bet you tell her she’s cute the same way you...
But her naivety won’t last forever with you...

You’re living in a haunted house.
I bet you still pull my hair out of your shower...