301.

I don't know where to start,
301 days, to be exact.
I haven't seen you, I haven't heard about you.
Which part of this planet are you in?
I cannot undo what happened.
I still wear that fake face,
The one with the fake smile,
I still don't know where to start.
It feels just like yesterday,
But 301 days.
301 days, 43 weeks, 7224 hours.
Every minute and every second,
Its all a rush,
These letters I wrote to you and then scribbled.
Those emails I typed out then cleared.
Each word never felt real,
Each line trying to express my pain,
Felt so false, unable to keep up with what I felt.
This stinging pain every second,
The fact that we don't have it anymore.
That fire, its put out.
We don't have it anymore,
That light, its put out.
I don't know why I'm still in a state of shock.
After 301 days. After all those weeks,
In this place under that same roof,
I believe you'll come back,
I hang on to the memories that I have with you.
I hang on to this belief that you'll be mine,
You'll be mine someday..
Someday, someday...