I wake, tears staining my face. What's wrong with me? Why can't I move on?

I'm scared, so scared. The images roll through my head again. And again. And again.

I bury my face in my hands. I wish I could go back and retrace those steps. But no.

It burns me, eats at my heart. But I can't let it go.

Every time I try to move on I just end up feeling alone. So alone.

I'm a silhouette, chasing rainbows on my own. But the more I try to move on, the more I feel alone. So I watch the summer stars to lead me home.

A/N: Written while listening to Silhouette by Owl City.