I Wrote This For You

shadows of you

You...you were the simple pleasures in life. Like a dandelion in a meadow or rain in the summer; naturally beautiful. I can't help but think of you. Whether I'm laying in bed at night or taking care of kids I adore, I see pieces of you everywhere. I think that's the most painful part. I see you everywhere and yet nowhere. It's like feeling rain, but there's not a trace of water. A shadow follows me and it looks so much like you.