Writers 
ECHO OF YOU
we called.
we quarreled.
we hated.
Yet we sang songs of growing old,drowning in love until death do it's part.
we cursed each other.
wish death upon our names then kissed again.
we loved.
we vowed.
Till death do us part.
Now I'm left with echoes of you
etched into the deepest corners of my joy,my pain,my laughter.
And now I ask myself
how can something so beautiful
leave behind so much pain.
How can a voice that once made me smile now become the voice I search for in silence .
How can a name i once called with love become a name i am afraid to say .I remember the days when we called just to hear each other's voice.
We talked about tomorrow as if tomorrow was promised .
We talked about forever as if forever belonged to us.
We laughed.
we cried.
we fought.
we made up.
We became strangers then lovers again .
We said things we didn't mean .And meant things we never said. Yet somehow we always found our way back to each other ,back to our promises,our love and our laughter.
Until one day there was no way back,no call,no quarrel,no laughter .Just silence
And I stood there wondering where everything went ,where did the promises go?where did the person go who once knew every corners of my heart?
Now I'm left with echoes of you
etched into the deepest corners of my joy,my pain , my laughter.
Sometimes I hear your voice
when the room is quiet.
Sometimes I almost call your name
Sometimes I forget that you're gone. And for one second I feel like everything is okay.
Then reality comes back. And i remember you're not here ,you're only an echo. An echo of the nights we stayed awake.
An echo of the songs we sang.
An echo of the promises we made .
An echo of the love we shared.
Six feet never felt this far and still I'm alone.
