Move on!

She said I was (c)rude,

ah! what a prude…

or really did I falter,

or was it just my alter.

nevertheless the writing was clear..

she dumped me, whom I held dear.

was it painful.. oh! yes sir it was..

thousand swords in my heart crossed

all crying out for peace,

love eternal and  a little bliss.

but no for a broken heart its all amiss

yearn in every bit, every torn piece.

time heals everything,

and so it did

life was once again lively, full of bling.

I had nearly forgotten her,

her memories hid

until the day she came up to me

told me how much fun it was,

yet strangely I had moved on!

for once rejected, I had been dejected

but with her memories ejected,

life was once again rolling on.

so morale of the story, if any there is

life never stops, you have to move on

for what was yours, will come back

and what din’t was just a mirage,

essence is to dream on and on and on ….

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