I can feel you,

whenever I'm trying to sleep, you're all I see.

It doesn't matter if my eyes are open,

you're right in front of me.

Kinda shady but I can tell it's you

I'd recognize you anywhere.

Even now, that you're dead.

It's funny, isn't it?

How yesterday we were making plans for the future

and the future is yet to come,

but you're not here anymore.

But you're with me, here

As a ghost, or something like that,

And I wonder every single day,

if everything will stay the same.

Will we continue our dreams?

Or should I walk this journey alone?

I can replace a painting.

If the view outside is good enough for it.

Through me, you see if it’s raining

or if it’s a sunny day,

I won’t interfere.

You can hide me,

if you don’t think I’m pretty enough for your living room.

Or you can wide open me,

and take all the joy I can give to you.

The bugs will enter, perhaps

Are you ready to deal with them?

If not.

Keep me closed and never touch me again.