I think Letting go of something that meant a lot to is Harder then the first time Because it bring back The pain of the people who did it to you first And the memories Of you falling apart One by one To where you can’t get out of bed To you just want someone to hold you So you just hold you self Because no one can do it You try to get up But the Weight on you chest Push you down more and more Where you just lay there In the dark Till another person come to get you up And put you in the light Till they do the same As him Or that one girl you met this summer Because they just like the others