In the hallway to the left
I remember your screaming voice-
The vase had broken
It had shatter on the floor,
But you screamed so loud
So I was there to help.
Now: Nothing but echoes.

I smiled at you
You had to smile back
Your musical laugh escaped you
Your hand covered your blushed cheeks
Oh how you were embarrassed,
Oh how I loved that laugh.
Now: Nothing but echoes.

I leant in for a kiss
You returned the favor
You whispered to me “I’m sorry”
I whispered back “I love you”
In your most sweet and gentle voice
You leant over and whispered it back.
Now: Nothing but echoes.

Echoes in the hall.
Echoes in my life.
Echoes in the wind.
A lonely mans strife.