I let you carve your name into my chest
Like permanence was a kindness
But now I trace the scar
And it doesn't speak
It just whispers what I used to be
I lit candles for the version of me left behind
But none of them ever burned out

I am abandoned but not by you
I'm haunted by the silence I became
Scream in rooms you used to fill
But my own echo doesn't know my name

I wear choices like funeral clothes
Tailored by regret and stitched in doubt
I try to mourn the love we lost
But I only cry for the version of me
I never protected

You didn't leave
I disappeared before you ever let go

I am abandoned but not by you
I'm haunted by the silence I became
Scream in rooms you used to fill
But my own echo doesn't know my name

I buried myself to keep you close
And now I can't find the surface

I am abandoned inside my skin
A stranger to who I could have been
You were the storm, but I was the wreckage
And I never knew I was missing
Until the quiet said my name
(Until the quiet said my name)