you must hate me by now
you won’t see me again
but I look nothing like
I did back then
I know you heard all about how hard it’s been
the stories, when they reached you, did the ground shake, did they leave you - hoping that you would’ve been there, thinking did I need you
and when I was in rexdale, for that viewing, you would text well, 1000 times, you made me care,
I wonder if that’s still there
I’m not yours
but there’s a part of your life that is mine
and there’s a part of my life that you hide
I look back at 09, when my street was a gold mine,
when you were not my old life
you walked through my home,
as I folded my clothes,
you asked bout my fears as you stared out the window
and I told you it all
I told you too much
I shared all my wrongs,
are you holding them up now?
all of the bodies, all of the crimes, all of those lives, all that’s at stake
at least return, make me believe, those secrets are safe with you,
my mother was sick, tell me you prayed
like I used to pray with you
I’m not yours
but there’s a part of your life that is mine
and there’s a part of my life that you hide
I look back at 09, when my street was a gold mine,
when you were not my old life