The echoes of your voice calling out to me
Saying "hey, it's okay, you're safe here"
and all the words to shine a light
when I'm in the dark

You said that you're here
...and that I'll be fine
But you're not here
...and I'm in the dark
It's dark...and tough

All these weighs in my heart
get heavier at once
Oh, the irony...
To hear comfort
from someone I hurt

The gift of my erasure
got treated as a punishment
Nobody bat an eye
whenever I walk out the door...
But you did.
With those tears,
only you did.  

With conviction
that even if I'm deprived of love
I tell myself it's fine
...but I'm not fine.
Still, acceptance banging on the wall
A loud roar I have to submit to...
Because I made the call
and end it all

Everything crash down,
ball out of the court
You were gone ...long gone
I shot you down, and the gun remains

No sign of pulse
in your vein
No more love
remain for me

So what pulls the trigger in...?
What caused the bullet of memory
to pierce right through?

It's June, twenty two ,
back then,
you used to be you...