Quiet House
By: Lady Silver Yarrow
I sit in a quiet house
A very quiet one
Like a old house
That nobody lives in
Everything seems pointless
Now that you are gone
I know I must move on
But it's hard
When I know you are not there
To hold my hand
Or touch my face
To cheer me on
Or help me when I am down
I know I love you
More then I thought possible
But I messed up
And now you are gone
Everything is silent
Like a old quiet house.