"Move on," you said.
How? You forgot to tell.

"Forget the past," you said,
as if it were possible.

I watch the world go by,
yet still I stand
where I was left.

How do I move on
when the mind is clouded
and the heart
has gone silent?

Perhaps try to do
the next best thing —

to be there for someone,
to spread a smile,
to lend a helping hand,
to be a friend
in need.