You know that phrase

"If you murdered me, I'd worry about getting blood on your carpet"
Well
We both know you didn't exactly murder me
and I didn't exactly mind getting blood on your carpet

But then maybe
in the afterlife............
i'd see you and we would start talking about my new shoes
and eat chips and salsa and smile and in the end
it doesn't matter who murdered who or how much blood i got on your carpet
just matters that we're together again at all

and that's how i see it,
and that's why you're not alone