Gone From Me

As I sit here alone in this four bedroom place.
That was once going to be our home.
All the rooms are empty now.
The toys that once used to fill the floor,
are no longer there.
The hangers that your clothes once hung upon
now hang there bare.
There is none of your sweet laughter.
That once used to fill the air.
Gone are the sounds of your footsteps upon the floor.
Gone are the fingerprints that you left on upon the walls.
Gone are the sounds of your voices,
calling down the hall.
Gone are all your sweet kisses from upon my face.
Gone are you from me.
No one will ever take your place.