Moving On

Standing ‘lone, ‘low the night sky,

Listening to the winds blow by,

Reminiscing the time with you,

Yes, you were one of the few.

Thoughts spiraling through my mind,

Why to me, were you so kind?

Hard it is to a stand-in find,

Guess it is the time to grind.

Life doesn't look like it’s fair,

To whom has it ever been?

These sorrows we're meant to bear;

Is attachment in fact a sin?

Moving on- something I don't want to do,

Bearing the truth is ne'er easy;

Just remember, if ever you need me,

Forever and always, I'll be there for you.

Author: A. Sador

Editor: VR Kapse


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