Move On
I was so in love with you that I didn’t need to eat or sleep. I could just go hours and hours because I knew that you loved me just as much as I loved you. No matter how far apart we were or how close together, just knowing that you thought about me as much as I thought about you was all that I needed.
See I felt like this before in college, but I allowed you to go because you just didn’t know how deep my longing was for you. I thought that you were not in the right place for me to tell you how I felt, and the only way I knew how to express myself was through poetry. I told myself if we ever got a second chance, I promise I would never let you go again. I would fight for what I thought was mine.
That second chance came. The feelings that I had buried all came back to the surface. I mean you were all I thought about. I could go all day just thinking about how much fun we always had together. We could just sit in the house and do nothing. That would make me the happiest woman on earth. I would wake up and pray for you more than I prayed for myself. I would pray that God allowed you to see in yourself what I saw in you every day. Every time I looked at you, all I saw was a man that had the entire world going for him, but was too tied up in the problems of everyone else to even realize the capacity of his own capabilities. I saw Mr. Wonderful, and you were all mine.
I thought that I was the love of your life and our hearts beat as one. You said that you prayed that the kind of love we had never ended, but I guess those where just words because your actions yelled that I was in love all alone right once the times got ruff. You had my heart and you ripped it out of my chest while it was beating then fed it to the snakes like a piece of meat. You were my true heart’s recognition for itself in another. I am not going to fight for you because you were never mine, now that I know I was in it alone, but I had to write this because it is the only way that my heart can move on.
See I felt like this before in college, but I allowed you to go because you just didn’t know how deep my longing was for you. I thought that you were not in the right place for me to tell you how I felt, and the only way I knew how to express myself was through poetry. I told myself if we ever got a second chance, I promise I would never let you go again. I would fight for what I thought was mine.
That second chance came. The feelings that I had buried all came back to the surface. I mean you were all I thought about. I could go all day just thinking about how much fun we always had together. We could just sit in the house and do nothing. That would make me the happiest woman on earth. I would wake up and pray for you more than I prayed for myself. I would pray that God allowed you to see in yourself what I saw in you every day. Every time I looked at you, all I saw was a man that had the entire world going for him, but was too tied up in the problems of everyone else to even realize the capacity of his own capabilities. I saw Mr. Wonderful, and you were all mine.
I thought that I was the love of your life and our hearts beat as one. You said that you prayed that the kind of love we had never ended, but I guess those where just words because your actions yelled that I was in love all alone right once the times got ruff. You had my heart and you ripped it out of my chest while it was beating then fed it to the snakes like a piece of meat. You were my true heart’s recognition for itself in another. I am not going to fight for you because you were never mine, now that I know I was in it alone, but I had to write this because it is the only way that my heart can move on.