As I lay here in the silence, I'm drowning in the memories of you, the ghosts of our love now nothing but a faded hue. Your smile, your laugh, your eyes, they're all that's left of the flame that once burned so true. But like autumn leaves, we withered away, and now I'm left to face the winter of my days without you by my side, searching for a warmth that's lost its light. Joana Out now