A Beautiful Breakdown

I see you everywhere.
You are in the songs on the radio.
In the songs in my head.
I think they know I lost you.
And they're trying to find ways to torture me.
You're in the grass,
Your outline and mine,
So close together,
Where we starred at the stars that I now see your eyes in.
Your face is engraved on the gray walls
Of every building our intertwined shaddows crossed.
I see tic-taks in my sleep.
I hear your voice in my head
"You walking paradox"
"You hippy"
I'd never been insulted in such a loving way before.
Every time I touch my guitar,
I see your fingers dance across the fret board.
I see us,
Sitting so close,
Watching our favorite movie, and quoting every line,
Laughing so hard,
And I see you rolling your eyes when that song comes on.
I hear that song in the rain.
I hear it in the shower.
I hear it in my dreams.
I hear it EVERYWHERE.
Your fingerprints are on my hands,
My stomach,
My head,
My heart,
When the wind blows,
I feel your hand running through my hair.
I see your smile,
Your eyes,
In everyone I pass on the street.
I hear your voice,
Your empty promises,
When I watch television.
When I am alone in a quiet place.
And every time I look in the mirror,
I see you.
I see your eyes instead of mine.
I see you.
I can't get you out of my head.