A drawing I dropped behind the past

Never to look at, never to last

I locked it away and swore to forget
I thought I had, but I haven’t yet.
The picture filled the twisted screen
It said brand new, but a picture I’d seen
The drawing you placed in my hand long ago

And promised to follow wherever I go.

The promise was broken, though you held it true

I did the leaving, I broke us in two.
The banner I see was the same in my hand

So I peeled back the past without reprimand

No one was watching, no one would know

But I stare at the picture and the debt that I owe

I’m sorry I hurt you, I tried to forget
But clearly I haven’t forgotten it yet