Erased

I took an eraser and erased myself today
I like to think about it that way
as if I was only a name on a page
not a person with feelings and real consequences when I leave
I wonder sometimes wonder what the sunrise would look like the day I died
I wonder what song would play on the radio the next day
I think about anything not to imagine the pain on your face
But I see it now and I see how it shattered you
and there's nothing I can do
how do I take it back?
how do I rewrite myself into the story?
I can't see the sunrise i wondered about
I can't listen to the radio with my hand out the window
I can't help you
I'm sorry