The Eraser
A pair of shoes in the corner of a lonely room
A hairbrush on the dresser filled with hair
A jewelry box still open with bracelets on display
The diamond ring that I gave you still sitting there
A closet full of clothes that need going through
Your lipstick on the floor beside the bed
The posters on the wall of your favorite bands
A sandwich with the crust cut off the bread
I still hear your cell phone all through the night
Even though I know that it's not really there
Today I found your glasses with the broken lens
That's when you said you didn't need another pair
I can still smell your perfume in the bathroom
I need to put your things away, and I've tried
It's just so very hard being in your room again
For it's still too soon after my little girl died
No one ever tells you about this part of death
Getting rid of your things like you were never here
Erasing all the memories that cause the living pain
But my darling my love will never disappear
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