How do people stand it? Repeatedly seeing or hearing your ex and pretending everything's normal is the most difficult challenge I've ever faced in the 16 years I've been alive. I wish he would stop coming to the library so often.
There's no possibility we could become friends because it will remind me of the past. Business partners, what business would we have? Neither one of us likes being around each other anymore.
Only pain is dealt from the hand of heartbreak. Promises of happiness, faithfulness and eternal love are washed away by the eternal stream of deception. Both lovers now have to revert to a life without romantic love, pretending like their ex never existed.
One lover in particular deals with: being lied to, cheated out of happiness, losing all faith in the goodness of men, constantly stuck in the past, the present demanding to be presently accommodated and the future a virtual impossibility to even consider.
Will anything rise out of this rut or will the hands of heartbreak continue to have a hold on me?
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Moving on (Trying)
PoetryHello everyone. This is something I wrote a year ago a few months after my ex-boyfriend broke up with me so bear with me on this. While reading through a notebook for old time's sake, I found this poem here and felt like I needed to share this. Ther...
