Moved On

Moved On

A Poem by Michelle Long

 

 
the easiest thing that I can see
would be to be completely forgiving
so, for tonight, that's how I'll be,
pretending you haven't done a thing to me
 
I've been pushed down many times before
I've pleased you till my mind was sore
I’d thought I would have something better in store...
Instead, I'm burned to the core
 
"You're the one for me, and you only."
I still remember that line you once said to me
 before it made me blindedly happy,
but now it makes me laugh at the things I couldn't see
 
in a week you'll have already moved on
and by tomorrow I'll be, gladly, dead
but this action's not for you; I'm glad you're gone!
I just need to erase your disgusting face from my head
 
so for tonight I'll stay here and fight
I'll let you yell, since you think its right
I'll let you think you're hurting me even more
but-finally!-between us, there's a closed door
 
<3

© 2009 Michelle Long


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I love the 'closed door' bit, it's great and I rarely think about that side of love. Great poem, thanks!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Yeah, breaking up always sucks... But it happens for a reason, fortunately. Though I'm normally not a fan of "wear your heart on your sleeve" poetry, your poem held my attention through the end. Very raw emotions, very real thinking... Keep up the good work!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

painful! can completely understand this one...how it feels...especially that "Closed Door"!!!

great work!!

regards
Barricade...

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Michelle Long
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