Where were you,
when I came banging on your door?
I knew you were on the other side.
But tell me, where were you?
Do you remember,
the last week of your shattered existence?
I found you in the bathroom,
why was there so much of you on the floor?
The purple tiles were stained with your damaged essence.
From lost calls to broken messages, where were you?
I know you saw the lines of fear, disgust, hurt,
you didn't save me.
Where were you?
And more importantly,
where  was I?
Hiding in the shadows of a broken memory,
you knew, but why didn't you blame me?
From the absent memories and mental wounds,
you wouldn't save me, where were you?