How dare you come here
And demand that I am wrong
Me, out of all people,
Yet it is you who left years back.

What good would I make if I tagged along?
Would we be walking through this door together right now?
Stop accusing me and pipe down!
Listen to the breeze and gaze at the warm sky.

Do you not feel joy when you flush pain out and
Does it not bring back the love that once remained?
Apparently I am wrong and that is what brought you,
Yet it took you all this time to realize.

How dare I look at you
And demand that I am right
Me, out of all people,
Yet it is me who knew what was right when you left.