It can't just be my heart that hurts thinking about moments that I once shared with people I loved.
It can't just be me thinking about going back and fixing things up all over again.
It can't just be me struggling to come to terms with what I've lost and what I've given up.
It can't just be me who's wondering if all of this is worth it. Letting go and moving on, trying to find a new me in the wreckage of the old me.
It can't just be me trying so hard to be who I want to be even if it means walking away or turning away from things that once meant the most.