Something i thought was for the long run,
Ended suddenly.
All ties cut.
No closure, no true reasons
People say move on, theres plenty more fish in the sea
But I am stuck
Like a magnet to a metal bar
I know I can't go back,
Yet I don't want to go forward.
I have no interest.
As the weeks go by, a sense of loneliness increases
But I'm content in loneliness for now
Some day I will be ready
To seek somebody else
To move forward, away from a sense of loss and away from heartbreak
I do hope this day will come soon.
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 8:07 AM UTC
Something i thought was for the long run,
Ended suddenly.
All ties cut.
No closure, no true reasons
People say move on, theres plenty more fish in the sea
But I am stuck
Like a magnet to a metal bar
I know I can't go back,
Yet I don't want to go forward.
I have no interest.
As the weeks go by, a sense of loneliness increases
But I'm content in loneliness for now
Some day I will be ready
To seek somebody else
To move forward, away from a sense of loss and away from heartbreak
I do hope this day will come soon.
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