Bubble.

Has the red dot always been there?
Must be hidden by your books that were there

What is these smudges doing here?
I can't wipe it off, it's hard not to stare

What were you thinking
Leaving this much of space?
I feel like I'm drowning
In a bubble full of air

Is the room always this big
Without your guitar to strum to our jig?

I thought this couch is a little larger,
how could it make me feel like a kid?

What were you thinking
Leaving this much of space?
I feel like I'm drowning
In a bubble full of air

This room is full of memories
The ones you can't see
If only you could ever know
How hard it is to let go