We went to the movies today, and normally when we go to the movies I always get this empty wishful feeling and always leave with this sense of sadness.
This time was different. I sat by you, and I thought about holding your hand but realized - I didn't really want to.
We kept laughing and we genuinely had a good time just watching the movie, joking around.
And I didn't want anything more then that.
I think I've finally moved on completely.
I've accepted that you've moved on.
I've finally moved on.
And now we can properly just enjoy each other company and I can hang out with my best friend.
I'm excited to see you- but not the type of excited I used to be- yet, this excitement feels better, healthier, nicer.
And I can say I love you, and mean it.
But not get the feeling of wanting more love from you.
Because I understand- that we've moved on, yet still love each other they way we used to but with an understanding that we're best friends.
And I'm so so happy about that.
There's no more hurt associated with loving you.
Maybe occasionally I'll think back-
But I'm happy we didn't become distant and we kept trying to keep our friendship alive.
We did it.
We're together forever - you still can't do anything to get rid of me, and you'd be lost without me,
But we're friends and I'm so happy for us.
-Happy New Year. 2020.
January 1st.
YOU ARE READING
Can you feel this?
PoesíaMy inner feelings. The ones I tell no one. The thoughts of you that pass my brain mostly - but if you can feel some of these things, some of these deep, twisted feelings. I'm sorry. You're not alone though. <3
