Analysis of Senses

I still have your picture In my pocket
 So I can see you from time to time
 It sends me back to those days
 When we were doin just fine

I still smell your perfume
 It makes me feel like your here
 But now I'm wrapped in my cocoon
 Of depression and despair

I can still taste your lips on mine
 They say with time I'll be just fine
 But since you've left me here alone
 My broken heart has turned to stone

I still hear your words inside my head
 reminding me that I wish I was dead
 Without you I have no reason to live
 I have no more love to give

I still feel the warmth from your skin
 So soft and pale white like porcelain
 My heart has never let me feel much
 Until the day that I felt your touch

But now your gone and I'm all alone
 I really wish you could've stayed
 But I guess everyone must go home
 And meet their maker someday