Words Left Unsaid | Poetry

no looking back

The line we used to cross is now broken,
the calls we used to have are now
cut;
the love you had for me is now taken,
and that just hurt me a lot.

but suddenly you come back to me crawling,
begging my love to be back;
you're willing to get what was stolen,
but I don't want us to be back on track.

honey, don't you see I've moved on,
I've erased the feeling of pain in my chest;
so now that my love for you is gone,
i hope now you'll know the rest.