Maybe if I told you that I couldn't even look at myself since you've been gone, maybe that would help. Maybe if I told you that I don't know who I am after you, maybe that would have made you stay. Maybe if I told you that I can't bear the haunting sound of your silence, maybe you wouldn't have dared to touch me in the first place. But maybe, just maybe... Oh, and by the way, I saw your mom at the grocery store the other day.