Was I more than an afterthought?
A loose end you never tied up?
Let's go back and remember
When we were kinder to each other
Step on my throat
Don't remove your foot
Let my breath die off
I'll choke the words "you did good"
Let's talk about last resorts
And how I always felt like one
But you promised
You reassured I was something greater
You replaced that moments later
Make me a keepsake
Put me on your shelf
Hold me from time to time
When you feel nothing else
I'm only as nostalgic as you make me
And I break easily
Let's talk about the way my hands shake
And how yours always managed to keep them still