Honestly Speaking

I walk the streets by myself but find myself laughing and I don’t feel so alone anymore... Could be that the breeze tickled the laughter out of me but I’ll be honest… it was your corny joke the other time-- amazing how I just laugh so much when I am with you I’m doing my laundry but find myself singing and I don’t feel like complaining at all... Could be that bubbles popping reminded me to burst into song but I’ll be honest… it was smelling your perfume-- sure made me delirious enough to sing I’m cooking dinner but find myself burning my fingers and I don’t feel the pain so much... Could be that the oil wasn't too hot after all but I'll be honest... it was hearing your voice on speaker-- it warmed me all over and made me forget the pain I walk the streets by myself but find myself crying and I just feel so impossibly alone... Could be that it was just one of those days but I'll be honest... reality finally sunk in-- crashing into me that you were really gone