Yesterdays

Condensation on the bottle,

On the table in front of me,

It’s slowly being emptied,

Disappearing like you and me.

Where once we had a future,

Now all I see is the past,

Like looking in a mirror,

And all you see is glass,

I dream of yesterdays too often,

Now that you are gone,

I think about what might have been,

Wonder if you were the one.

I dream about what will come to be,

Or are they just nightmares,

I think about what could have been,

But you’re no longer there.

I stumble through the front door,

Of the home we used to share,

The emptiness bears down upon me,

Like waves breaking on the shore.

Each room seems so empty since,

You decided to walk away,

I feel like a little boy,

Who’s forgotten how to play.

I dream of yesterdays too often,

Now that you are gone,

I think about what might have been,

Wonder if you were the one.

I dream about what will come to be,

Or are they just nightmares,

I think about what could have been,

But you’re no longer there.

The clock ticks on the mantelpiece,

Counting out the time,

Each second I watch passing,

Is a second since you were mine.

My friends all try to tell me,

That I should learn to move on,

But how can they understand,

What it means now you’re gone.

I dream of yesterdays too often,

Now that you are gone,

I think about what might have been,

Wonder if you were the one.

I dream about what will come to be,

Or are they just nightmares,

I think about what could have been,

But you’re no longer there.