I wonder how you’re doing
do you still think about it like I do?
the day an empty space took your place
or is blissful ignorance still your excuse?

I wonder how you’re feeling
at least some of the time
left me concussed and bleeding, left me all the pieces
with no way to put them back together, thinking I was fine

if I asked you would you admit to the damage you’ve caused?
I was...