MOVING ON...
moving on to the next event of my life...
moving on with hopes that you will be
happy, comforted and mostly safe
in the arms that could provide you more
that I ever did...
moving on and not looking back with
regret...
moving on with only you as a memory...
a memory that I was never able to touch
moving on because right now it's the
best way I can
be able to breathe without calling you
my own...
I know someday I will regret moving
on from you...
but moving on is the best thing I can
think of...
moving on to the next unpredictable
event of my life
moving on without you by my side makes
me still in a silence
a silence of pain...
but I must move on...
moving on...
feeling empty once again, feeling lost
and feeling that my walls are coming up all
over again...
moving on without a heart...
my heart is the only thing I left behind...
