Sometimes I find myself reliving the past, obsessing over an event or conversation, anything and everything from those last hours in hospice to a vague memory of our very first date and like the lyrics below "I can't get myself to go away".
I'm sorry 'bout the attitude
I need to give when I'm with you
But no one else would take this shit from me
And I'm so
Terrified of no one else but me
I'm here all the time
I won't go away