I'm trying
to get it together.
I'm laughing and smiling
and I started running to get in shape.
I'm eating well and making plans.
I'm really trying to have a good life,
but that's hard to remember when
I'm crying at 5 a.m. because
everything you ever did was a lie
or it was temporary,
but everything I did was permanent.
And now I'm starting to realize
maybe I'm just running from all of these
broken memories you left behind
for me to step on in the middle of the night.