The Words You Couldn't Hear

You always thought I wanted to go back to him. You always thought maybe I was, behind your back. His ghost always lingered in our room, but it was living in your closet, not mine. And when my heart hit the floor, and I ran ran ran out of our home, now a house, he called me. He said, "I saw you broke up with what's-his-face. Are you okay?" He said, "What are your days off?" He said, "I miss you, beautiful." And you know what? Even then, I turned him away. Because it was always you, and you could never, ever believe it.