Where are you? I have lots of things to say
I've bottled up inside so many years.
I want to make up for that distant day
You turned from me and walked away in tears.
I want to tell you just how wrong I was,
Just didn't see the wrong road I was on
And how my life has suffered so because
I realised as soon as you had gone.
I broke your heart, I know, and so recall
I knew the way but didn't have the will.
Now, do you ever think of me at all?
Did you move on, or is it broken still?
Oh how I'd like to exorcise my shame.
Where are you? (I don't even know your name).