I begged and pleaded him to stay, I said I'd protect him come what may, I apologised for the smallest things that day, But he looked at me and said "Go Away".
I cried for a long day, And all through the nights, all I did was pray, All I need was that ray, Which would make me close this wound one day.
I fixed my way, And stitched my wound that day, Because I was not his princess, I was my own queen to slay.
And even tomorrow if he comes in my way, And asks me to stay, I would remember my tears of that day, And say, "Darling, no way."
Moving on is closing a door which leads no where. It's stitching wounds. It's forgetting a past to a glorious future. Toxic people remain toxic. Set them free. You don't need him. You need yourself. Here's to a better future.
Hmu if you're going through something similar! =) Love, harshi