Seven Years

May 23rd was the last time that I saw her
the last we touched, & the last she heard me call her name
I remember how she ran down that hallway
I had no idea I'd never see her again
& while she's not missing, she's gone all the same
but no one knows where cause heaven is a guessing game
I still go out, & tell my stories to her bones
because talking to them makes me feel less alone

It's been seven years
& unlike a broken mirror
the curse still runs rampant here
It's been seven years
a forecast of tears
& you're still not anywhere near

May 25th was the last time we ever spoke  
It was a Sunday that would live on in infamy
Thinking I'd see her the following morning
the worst things In this life give the least warning
I remember it was dark, & late, i was sitting outside
when someone I didn't know, said "I heard that she died"

It's been seven years
& unlike a broken mirror
the curse still runs rampant here
It's been seven years
a forecast of tears
& you're still not anywhere near

I don't think I slept a full hour for months
or got through my day without coming undone
like the worst kind of dream you can't control or break
but somehow it's all worse after you manage to wake
at a certain point though, you have to start being strong
even though doing that, & moving on, it feels so wrong

It's been seven years
& unlike a broken mirror
the curse still runs rampant here
It's been seven years
a forecast of tears
& you're still not anywhere near

like the worst kind of dream you can't control or break
but somehow it's all worse after you manage to wake
at a certain point though, you have to start being strong
even though doing that, & moving on, it feels so wrong

It's been seven years.