Doing It All Alone

I can’t be sure why I do the things I do
Why am I drawn to places where we had such good times
They only make me feel badly
I listen to the music we loved
And make the meals we loved to share
All the time knowing that I will just feel like shit because of it
I feel like there is something wrong with me
Am I bent of some kind of self destruction
Or is there a good reason to do these things
Deep within me a whisper tells me things
And if I listen closely I can understand
I guess it might just be my way to grieve
Sometime soon all this pain will drain away
And I’ll wake to the bright sun again
But for now
I guess I just have to suffer a bit
In order to grow
So I’ll just follow all the steps we took together
Alone