I wonder if you’ll ever be
The man I needed
When I was a little girl
Crying into the pillow
That you left behind
The day you walked out
And I wonder if you know
I still listen to the last voicemail
You sent all those years ago
Because even at 25
I’m still hiding the pain
Of the little girl
That lives inside me
Whispering the name
That you never cherished
And cutting fingers
On the broken pieces
That you left behind