Moving Through the Past

We've made a viscous history, but I have a short term memory against ill times.

Gone

She was right
I was wrong
I made mistakes
Now it's late
And she's gone

Needs

You don't need me around.
You don't want me around.
You don't like the things I say.
You don't think I'm trying.
And
I don't understand.
I don't know what I've done.
I don't know what was said wrong.
I don't know where I go wrong
Every other day.

Love wasn't on my mind.
Now that it is
It's over powering my entire psyche.