Moving OnIt's starting to hurt less and lessMoving On by ~NikkithePoet
When I think of you
And the time we spent together.
Is that what moving on is?
Feeling ready to get back in the game
When you never thought you would again?
Still missing you,
But not in the same way,
Or for the same reasons?
Not being angry because we broke up,
But because you said we'd always be friends,
And I believed you?
That was stupid of me.
I'm finally moving on,
And it's about damn time.
You saved meThe words you've said. Do you realize how much they hurt me? A lot.
I try not to show you how much I hurt on the inside because I don't want you to worry about me. You ask me "Are you okay?" But I'll just think for a second and say "Yeah."
Because I don't want you to worry about me.
You knew something was wrong. You messaged me all night and I never responded. You came to my house in the middle of the night.
Because you cared.
You seen me cutting myself. You stopped me.
Because you care.
You stopped me from harming myself. You comforted me. You stayed by my side for the rest of the night and everyday.
Thank you for keeping me alive.
You saved me.