what was missing in me
that I substituted with you
that was my first mistake
building my home in you
so your not wanting me
felt like the end of my world
a necessary death
so I put my pieces back together
tighter than they’ve ever been
my new love waits for an opening
but my lesson has been learned
what do I say at your funeral
when I died a thousand times by your hands
by your words
by your lies
what comfort do I give myself
knowing I bled nearly to death to keep you
and yet you walked away
I built a home in you
but the walls were already crumbling
as they lay your remains to rest
there isn’t one body, there’s two
