Maybe
After I move
And I'm in a completely new place,
Accompanied by strangers and unknown faces
That live on unfamiliar streets among unusual buildings,
I can find some sort of new way to be happy,
Whether that just means being completely alone for many years to come
Or to find some new people to roll with,
Maybe being the new girl and the new neighbor
Will help me move on
Because seeing you every day reopens the wounds
And brings tears to my eyes
Knowing I messed up and ruined everything...