Traces of Me

I found a trace today,
A trace of what we used to be.
I felt a stab of pain straight through the heart,
As I read through the words we used to share,
The life we used to lead.
Was it really so long ago?
As I sat there, watching the words go past my face,
I felt mesmerized.
It was terrifying.
I so desperately wanted to stop the words, but couldn't bring myself to hit the delete key.
But then I realized something.
That's not who I am anymore.
It's not the life I lead, it's not going to help me get to where I need to be.
And all those lies I believed,
That I couldn't love, that my heart was too cold, too hard.
I knew that they were never true.
So I'm taking power back in my hands,
Starting with the delete key.