the soundtrack to our lives

Your smile has permantley etched onto the faces of everyone I pass by. I see a flash of iridescent blue eyes on that guy passing by me on the sidewalk, I hear your voice in a close conversation, and I find myself scrambling to see if it is you. I smell your scent lingering on my shirt, and it sends my heart into a spiral. I laid by myself in my bed last night, and I stared at the ceiling pretending you were next to me. The last thing I remember seeing of you, your dark jeans, soft gray hoodie, your signature hat on, walking away from me, and it took every inch of me not to come running back to you.