| | Moving on but not Letting go
No, never again will I go to the comfort room and lock myself in just
to have
some privacy to piteously think of you, cry, sing or do some silly
things
because of you. And no, never will I again think of you last when I
go to sleep.
Sleep is my only rest, so please don't plague me in my dreams.
I've had enough.
No, don't try to reason with me, this is too much.
I will try not to think of you when I wake up in the morning and ask
myself if
somehow you are also awake. I have my own life to lead and my own
life to
think of.
No, I won't even think of you while I'm eating my lunch, wondering if
you're
doing the same thing, because sooner or later I know you will.
I am moving on.
I'll try to wake up in the morning and smile and think not of why you
left but
that once you stayed.
And if I feel the need to cry, it will not be for the future that we
could have, not
for the regrets that I have nor of the anger that I feel, but I will
cry because of a
love that I never was able to share with the one man I felt it for. I
will cry for
the love that was lost, and not for the man who left.
I will give my affections to any man who is in needs of it, but not
my heart
because I'm still trying to get it back from you. I will give him the
love that you
never wanted, the kiss that I so longed to give you and the words
that once
was yours. Worthy or not worthy of it, at least he's here, you're not.
I'll try to hold back the tears when I think of you. I'll just try to
smile.
I am moving on.. and hoping that the next thing would be letting go. |
| | Posted 8/25/2005 3:15 PM - 26 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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