It's supposed to be

the past now.

I can't believe I can't fall asleep.
It's one in the morning, I have had this headache all day and I have work again tomorrow morning.

I can't believe that what she said is actually bothering me this much.

I can't believe I can't stop thinking about it.

I lie in bed, head pounding, thoughts stirring trying to remember what exactly it was that they all claim I did, trying to figure out how it went wrong, imagining how things could have all been different, imagining what it'll be years from now.
Would our paths cross again?
Would these things ever change?
Am I really this dysfunctional?

& I can't help but ask myself, am I really this monster that they all see?

I can't believe, that now that it's all over and done it...I somehow let it start bothering me.