I don’t even know how we ended up here,
One moment we were fine, then suddenly we weren’t.
I keep replaying my words, my fears,
Like I missed something I should have seen.
I tried to walk away as if I was done,
Pretending I wouldn’t feel it in the silence;
But everything keeps circling back to you,
And nothing sits right, everything feels bent.
I’m still here, holding on to something
That probably isn’t holding me at all;
Not moving forward, not really healing,
Just barely breathing in the dark.