A room full of empty nothing,

That was full of shine when you were here,

Now all that’s left,

Is an empty cabinet,

And a box full of tears,

Now I sit here in my room,

Reminiscing on the life we had,

Wishing you were here to see me,

You’d be so proud, so glad,

I miss you so much,

My butterfly kisses,

I long to hear your voice,

My comfort is gone with out you,

And there no happy ending to this fairytale.