You left him shattered, clean cut, no mess.
And still, he doesn’t love you any less.
You’re still present but yet long gone.
A whisper, a shadow, a half-faded song.
He walks through your memory, lost in the past,
While I hold a love that was never built to last.
You’re not here, but you linger soft and cruel,
And I loved a man obeying a phantom’s rule.