I cleaned out my old room,
Back in my parents house,
That room you taught me guitar in,
That room we made a tinny in,
Got high in,
That room we lived in.

I don't think I've ever felt so
Old
Before, in my whole life
Never felt so
Abandoned
By our youth

The more I think back,
The more I realize,
Maybe you really did
Love me
All those years ago

I cleaned out my room
Swept the dust
Vacuumed the dirt
Polished the furniture
Straightened the sheets

I found an old book of mine,
The one I stole from the
Library
Even though it would have
Been free anyway

When I picked up the
Tattered binding,
Your picture fell out

It was before you broke
Your nose in that fight
With our dealer
Before you turned into this
Monster
Before...
Everything

And I wept for hours
Alone
Remembering...
Just how much I
Could have loved you

*If only you had let me.