that girl that you let fall like a feather
in hopes I would fly away softly
too bad that I dropped down like a stone
and broke apart in a thousand pieces
you still don't remember me, right?
I don't expect you to
but if I showed you the scars within my soul
the dried tears on my face
or how fallen apart my heart is
would you remember me then?
or better now
would you ever forget me?