Moving on

Letting go, I just can't do it
Letting go, it is just so hard
I guess i am not
Made of that material
Known as letting go

I feel in love on the first day
I saw this guy
We talked and talked
Little noticing us flirting

I decided to ask him out
The day after school
He said "yes"
And a part of me knew
That he probably would

We dated for a week
We dated for a month
We dated for a year
He even joked around
About calling me dear

I guess i was not
Good enough for him
I wasn't his perfect girl
Popular, amazing, special, pretty

I can't stop loving him
Though, he moved on
I cant stop thinking about him
Which is very wrong

One day i might
But i am not sure
Because i love him so much
i guess its loves curse

who knows, fealt like typing sum for sad crap up