Process Of Molting

I don't know who you are I only know who you were. 
We have changed. What we had, will always be there. 
At least in memory. 
We have a choice, we can let it run us into ground. 
Or pick up and start again. 
I choose to stand stronger and learn from my mistakes. 
Live for the moments when I can release. 
For me its therapy. 
If you ever need it you'll have a friend in me.
A friend in me