You asked me to move on,
and I promised I would.
But why haven't you?
You told me to find happiness,
to build a life without you,
and I believe I have—
yet a part of me still wonders
why you haven't done the same.
How can I fully be happy
when I don't know if you are?
You broke my heart,
said you didn't want a relationship,
but not because you didn't love me.
So why haven't you given that love
to someone else by now?
Are you holding on to it, like I am?
Or are you happier alone,
content without the connection
we once had?
I've done so much since we parted,
I've lived the life we once imagined,
but I've done it all without you.
So why does it still feel like a part of me
is waiting for answers
that only you can give?
~𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃𝒢𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓊𝓈
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Surviving Heartbreak
PoetryA lover girl who got her heart broken one too many times and now ended up writing poetry about it
