You had someone from the trip
Ask you if you were having a good time
And your first thought was
"Without her?"
For a second you had forgotten
That your reality has become separate from the world's
That she has become your reality
Your time, your life has begun to revolve around the two of you
You have lost
All concept of time
Your past has become
Your life with her
Your present has become
Losing her
Your future has become
Your life without her
Your dates revolve around
Your monthaversaries, your wedding plans...
You can't seem to think about life
Without thinking about that fact that she's not here with you
