You said you were sorry
That you left without notice
Just by saying that
You healed a wound inside of me
I was sure would be open forever

I threw away a lot of stuff
I'm growing much too old
It's hard to say goodbye to things
I've grown accustomed to

I found a lot of stuff
While searching through my room
A full bottle of pills
A few razor blades
****** tissues
****** notes
I threw them all away

I suppose
This is just a part of growing up
I have to learn to let go
Because change will not hurt me
Deep down I know that's true

Nothing has changed in so long
These part two years
I've remained the same

I'm ready to let myself grow