You’re silent, nowadays

But I see the question in your eyes:

Can we ever come back from this,

Will it ever feel alike?

They don’t know how it feels

To be half of a soul

To grow up with someone

Then be left with this gaping hole

I used to think I knew you

More than anyone

I cared for you when no one else would

I made you my sun

But your question still burns

And I’m the target of your ire

I would be anything for you

(But I won’t be a liar)