It’s in the past but it’s still killing me. I keep trying to move on, but fear won’t let me. I need to forget but I don’t know how. It’s killing me. I keep trying to take deep breaths but they just make the heartbreak worse. Why me? Why me? Why can’t someone be here to help me? Why does he claim to love me if he can’t pick up the phone to save me? Nothing makes sense anymore. I’ve started to ramble.