No words....

The new start I was speaking of, well, didn't work.
I don't know where exactly I went wrong, but I must have somewhere. I tried everything I already knew and went to people I trusted for advice when I ran out of ideas. I exhausted all avenues, gave everything I had to give.
But it wasn't enough.
Just like I cannot alter reality or time travel, I cannot take away free will or change human nature. I could no more change this than I could sprout a pair of wings and fly. But why do I feel so to blame? Why do I still drive myself crazy trying to devise a solution? I'm told theres nothing I can do, that its out of my control now and I have no say or choice. But why can't I accept that? All the effort, all the time, all the memories... can it all really be for nothing?
Can it really be over?
No one will believe me when I tell them. They'll all say fight harder, communicate more, try therapy, have faith, try this, try that. They won't understand I already have. They won't understand its not up to me. They won't understand anything.....