The way you look at meThe words that flourish from your lipsThe reasons that I miss you when your goneThe seconds are filled, everyday, with your scentAnd my lips still retain from your mouthThe moisture that you left on them when you leftBe carefulDonât take my happiness with you when you leaveDonât take my broken heart in your handsI canât live when youâre goneYour silence carried a world of words in your eyesYour smile, my refuge from lifeâs heartachesIt was a world in whichOnly two people who loved each otherWould create a future of hopeAnd would play at believing in loveHow hard it is to walk toward an unknown placeTo get there and find out that you have leftWho can I trust, if not youBe carefulDonât take my happiness with you when you leaveDonât take my broken heart in your handsI canât live when youâre gone