Mona Lisa Without the Smile

Sometimes I miss him so
Much I envision my heart's wounds
Reopen and in the short gasps of
Breath I take, words fall out of
The pain that remained and my
Voice was shaking, whispering
Insolent thoughts, and the earth was quaking
Desperately clawing at the past and
Missing something that never was and
Do you even see how I gave up my colouring
While you remained the same?
Do you even know how I felt like a shadow
without the sun or aim?
And in that wretched world
Mona Lisa isn't smiling
Mona Lisa isn't smiling
And I never did stop crying (inside)