Where the light use to be

The afternoon died in a room without windows,

And the silence was louder than the traffic below.

I held an old photograph close to my chest,

Trying to remember the way that you looked.

I read every word that I wished I could change,

Every promise I broke, every memory stained.

If there’s somewhere the lost souls go when they die,

I hope you are waiting somewhere on the other side.

In the place where the light used to be,

There’s an empty chair still waiting for me.

I’ll walk through the halls where your footsteps have gone,

Calling your name when I know you’re not home.

And I’ll wait through the silence,

I’ll wait through the years,

With nothing but memories, sorrow, and tears.

If heaven won’t bring you back to me,

Then I’ll stay where the light used to be.

When my heart finally gives up the fight,

I’ll whisper your name into the dead of the night.

I’ll ask every angel and every god,

Why the best things we love are the first things we’re robbed.

Take me somewhere that I knew long ago,

Before I learned what it meant to let go.

Back when your hand was still holding mine,

Before forever became just a lie.

In the place where the light used to be,

There’s an empty chair still waiting for me.

I’ll walk through the halls where your footsteps have gone,

Calling your name when I know you’re not home.

And I’ll wait through the silence,

I’ll wait through the years,

With nothing but memories, sorrow, and tears.

If heaven won’t bring you back to me,

Then I’ll stay where the light used to be.

I read until sunrise, but the words disappeared,

Every page filled with everything I feared.

I thought of the people I couldn’t save,

And the ones I abandoned along the way.

For every goodbye that I never said,

For every regret that still lives in my head,

I’ll carry them with me wherever I go,

Like ghosts of the life I was never meant to know.

And if I dream, let me dream of you,

Let me pretend that the past was true.

Let me wake up and hear your voice,

Even if I know I don’t have a choice.

Because when morning comes, you’re still gone,

And I’m still here trying to carry on.

So I’ll close my eyes and disappear,

Just for a moment, until you’re near.

In the place where the light used to be,

There’s an empty chair still waiting for me.

I’ll walk through the halls where your footsteps have gone,

Calling your name when I know you’re not home.

And I’ll wait through the silence,

I’ll wait through the years,

With nothing but memories, sorrow, and tears.

If heaven won’t bring you back to me,

Then I’ll stay where the light used to be.

I’ll stay where you left me…

I’ll sleep where you left me…

And I’ll wait for a voice that I know I’ll never hear.

Until the day I disappear.