Live and let live.
Live and let it go.
There's something I can't ask you.
Something I need to know.
Your memory is still haunting--
But it's not your ghost that moans.
It's the phantom of what you slayed when
You left me on my own.
You couldn't let it live.
I can't let it go.
I want to ask you why--
But I don't want to know.