Moving on is a process
not the one that is kind
it is when you pick up your broken pieces
and look back, only to sigh
you see, it is more than about losing that person
you once thought, will be your groom or bride
someone to start a family with, and loves you for a reason
someone who at deathbed, will be at your bedside
a person you invested your emotion and feelings in
feelings and investments you cannot redeem
Moving on is letting go of something so precious
which will leave you very anxious
every time someone will tell you they love you
because one moment in life someone told that; and left you
It is a process for some
it is faking joy until reality come
it's taking the poison slowly and succumb
to the pain until you're completely numb
Moving on is never an easy task
being left by someone's whose presence is you only ask
the painful thing about losing this endearment
is knowing the next day, you have your replacement
But that is life, you can't complain
the emotions contained, let them drain
Despite the love you will disdain
pick yourself up and take the courage to love again
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