sillhouette.

Well, I know you won't admit this,
but I am just a silhouette to you.
Found comfort with my distance,
but you never let me stray out of your view.

Who really needs the past,
with the allure of something new?
So, we split apart at last,
I went back to the places that I knew
before you.

And you'll never have to see
the light that wraps itself around me.
And I'll never have to know
the faces and the places you go.