Surviving Heartbreak

The Road You Taught Me

I've learned to live without your name
on the tip of my tongue,
and yet, when I drive past
a car that looks like yours,
I still check the signs.
As if it matters.
As if seeing you would change a thing.

I take the same road you once showed me,
the one that led to us,
but now it's just a path
I travel alone,
and I wonder why I still look for you
in places I've already left behind.

I can go days without thinking of you,
without speaking your name,
I've built a life I'm proud of—
focusing on my future,
climbing higher,
drowning in the noise of new voices,
but when I'm alone,
the past still whispers.

I don't want to see the reflection of who I've become
through the cracks you left behind,
but some nights, I do.
And I wonder,
why is it so hard to move forward
when the past keeps asking questions
I've long since stopped answering?

—MistakenGenius