Writings/Poetry

Moving On?

Your smile that usually has me melting, is just a smile that you greet me with.

Your touch that usually has me craving for more, it's just a touch.

Your arms that I used to sleep in at night, they don't even wrap around me anymore.

Your lips that usually drive me crazy, they're just another feature on your face.

Your voice that usually have me shivering, it barely has an effect on me.

They ask if I'm over you and I tell them yes, but there are times where:

 I can't wait until I see you because of that smile.

I make reasons for you to touch me because I miss it.

I can't sleep at night because I got used to yours arms protecting me.

I reminisce the times when we were together.

I remember the soft touches and the 'I love you.'

Those are the times where I know I'm nowhere near moving on.

I'll keep lying saying I'm over you, I'll keep telling myself that I don't love you, but in the end day it's obvious I can't move on, I can't stop loving you.