Seven Days Without You

I sit alone and use my finger to trace over my lips,
And I sit alone and put my hands upon my hips.
Just trying to remember how good you feel,
And I just want to remember that those moments were real.
Sometimes I just don't want to reminisce like this,
The feeling of your beating heart and the tenderness of your kiss.
Fluttering of butterflies in my stomach everyday,
I still hate that you can still leave me this way.
Lying restless at night because your on my mind,
Beating my broken heart that's just a waste of time.
I hate myself for still acting like a stupid crush,
But baby, some of our memories felt like the biggest rush.
Adrenalin surging though veins into our hearts,
Acting the way we did it was just teenage art.
Honey, was it more than teenage exploration?
Or was it just another step towards perfection?
Singing stupid love songs when times got tough,
And screaming at ourselves when times got rough.
Is this our tale to warn the world of being broken hearted?
Or is this a plea for help by the soon to be dearly departed?
Lying on my bed clutching our old photo to my chest,
Oh baby, you were perfection compared to the rest.
They may have landed a spot beside me in bed,
But your words are magic compared to what they've said.
You've landed a spot deep where butterflies also dwell,
Making my heart skip beats with perfect smiles as well.
Leaving sweet and innocent kisses upon a flushed cheek,
Baby seven days without you makes me weak.
I don't understand myself but I understand I love you,
And now when your lonely you can't say you never knew.