One day I feel like I am on top of the world,
Then the next day I wake up missing your scent. I walk to the kitchen wishing I could hear your voice.
I smile and the only thing I can think of is how you would jokingly mock my laugh.
I take a shower and the warm water caresses my skin and the only thing running through my mind is how you would hold me.
I walk into my room and it doesn't feel like it should, without you, and now all I can remember is how you felt like home.
The reminiscence shoots pain from my heart to my mind where I hold on to the memories of us laughing together and staying out far to late.
One day this wound will heal and I will think back on us with a light heart.
Until then, my body is weighed down by the memory of your smile and I reek of melancholy.