Moving on
has been the hardest thing to do.
Forgetting you
has been a disaster.
Thinking of you
has been a nightmare.
Wishing you were here
has been the worst wish.
Meeting you
was good at first
but bad at the end.
Having you in my heart
has been like a heart attack.
Being in your arms
I felt protected once
but now I feel so scared,
so scared that
I don't see myself
I see a stranger
telling me to let go.
