moving on is beautiful.
the thought of it used to scare me,
but now it has happened i'm glad.
not because you're an awful person, because you're not. but because i can actually do things without thinking if you will like it.
it's strange.
especially when you send me a photo and i don't get the feeling i used to.
that's the part that scares me, i used to think about kissing the lips that were curved in a smile.
now i just see them like anyone else would.
i'm not saying goodbye because you mean the world to me.
but i'm saying goodbye to the way i felt.
i'm saying goodbye to being sad all of the time.
