Maybe we did fall from the stars
Maybe our paths are what drove us apart
Could be all those things were true
That you said I put the two of us through-
But what about me?
What about the tears you missed?
The quiet breakdowns I thoughtfully hid?
What about the cuts you left
To scab and scar this heart, my gift?
What about those?
So maybe the door I closed on you
Had little to do with who you thought you knew-
And maybe the piece of me left to hold
Is the ghost of a girl without her soul-
What about her?