It's been 5 years
Every time I think about you, I still feel the same
I've been stuck
How could I let you have this kind of power over me?
It's so weird to think that you'll still come back for me
Have you changed?
Have you learned?
Have you grown?
Maybe not
I will no longer let you take more years from me
You no longer have power over me
Letting you go means taking back my power
So I'm letting you go, and I am releasing my grasp over you
It's time to choose me.