Empty feelings enhanced by empty bottles by empty hands.
Lasting and longing the lasting warmth longing for again.
Crying your tears while crying your point since the town crier died.
Forgetting your heart while forgetting your first kiss, forget.
Moved on, not you but them, Moving in a new life, a new partner. Moving long passed where you have your memories stored that are fresh as the day, like the smell of holidays or your best friends house. Funny how you remember, you remember these things. Those memories are just memories. It's time to anew and start forwarding your own mind. There is nothing you could have done. There is nothing you could have done to keep these from just being memories.