Unsure

I'm not sure if these tears are for you
Or the ghosts of what could have been
That haunt me in yellowing love notes,
Book pressed baby's breath,
And the sparkling eyes of this beautiful mess we made.

I'm not sure if this ache in my chest is real
Or if it's just one too many cigarettes
Chain-smoked in the dry air of this trailer
Trying to fill the empty space
Of a quiet house, void of all our naive promises.

I'm not sure if that look in your eyes hides the same pain
Or if you see only a shell of the girl you loved
Who haunts you in the face of our daughter
That is the light in both our shadowy hearts
"I love you still"