The past is always present
When your love walked out the door
Now all that remains is a touch of your scent
And a heart broken and alone
The past is always present
No matter the day, no matter the night
I don’t understand where your love went
And my future is empty and cold
The past is always present
With memories that linger and linger
In a heart that is broken and bent
That hopes and prays for better days.