You killed us.
You killed us before we even came to be.
You ended the story before it was written, blanked the pages, redacted the statements;
You terminated the memories,
The possible hostilities
The happiness, the misery
Everything
You killed it.
You broke the future before it came to pass,
Destroyed everything we might've had
You chose a different path, and that's fine
But you'll never know what you left behind.