I've failed to pick up ALL the pieces and move on. Because...
There's some with you.
When you lose someone, someone you love dearly, when they break your heart, it's the hardest thing you could ever go through, and no matter how much time has passed. It never really goes away, you may think it's getting better, but then you get a flashback, or hear a song that reminds you of a memory, and it hits you all over again, all at once, like a stab in the chest, you fall apart, for the thousandth time. and you feel like you just want to crawl under a rock and never come out..ever. You love this person with all your heart even though you know you shouldn't, they hurt you worse than you've ever been hurt. They stole everything, and yet you still want them, and only them. Other people come along and give you chances to move on, but it upsets you because of all the promises you made, and even if they broke all their promises, you always..kept yours.
On top of that.. you're terrified.. terrified of getting hurt again, but it's not like it matters anyways, at the end of the day you'll still be thinking about the person who has left you completely broken.
You don't want to miss them anymore, you don't want to love them anymore...
but... you know you always will.
Even though you do not exist in their memory anymore.
