Moving on. It what we all aim to do, but it's hard to know first if you want to and where you would go.
He had moved on so why couldn't I?
He loves another girl so why couldn't I go love another guy?
There are plenty of guys out there,
But none of them were him.
They didn't smile like he did they didn't talk like he did
And most importantly they didn't love like he did.
Moving on was going to be hard and I needed to be strong.
I could do it, but I didn't want to.
The love he gave me moved me and the pain changed me.
I was changing but I wasn't moving
The only thing that could move me was love.
But there is no love to be found. I can't wait for someone to love me I have to love myself
If I going move at all.