The night seems colder that usual
The bed seems bigger than ever
The darkness more scary than before
And me, I'm smaller and weaker
I remember the smell of summer
The smell of you, me and us
I remember the feeling of the grass
Touching you, me and us
I'm painfully surviving
Knowing that you're mine no more
I'm bravely smiling
To the empty space next to me
I'm hold my own hand
Pretending it's yours
I'm wiping my own tears
Because, if I won't,
then who will...