Her.

Who are you now?
Better yet, who where you then?
Back when we young and in love, back when nothing could slow us down.

You did nothing wrong but I still walked away.
You got caught in my silly self hate game.
Now your broken and I can't help.
I cant peice you back together.

I want to, believe me it kills me what I did. I don't understand why but I know now, how I did what I did.

You gave me your all, everything you had you gave it to me.
I barely gave you a thing and that's where the cracks began.

I chipped away at you, at your vary soul, with each lie I told. I never let you in and you blamed yourself.
Im still trying to tell you its not your fault. You still wont listen.

Then to top it all off, one day I left. I turned around and walk off. With out even a backwards glance. That was the day you fell to pieces but I wasn't even there to see it.

Now here we sit. Just barely friends and I know what you say to all your friends. I know you don't call me by name, well we know who's to blame.
You just say "her". I have no name.

I'm hoping one day you'll understand, you did nothing wrong. It I who is condemned. You lost me, yes it's true but I walk everywhere only thinking of you.

And yeah, I only refer to you as "her" too.