When I move on, does that mean I can't think about you anymore? I learned that I can still think about you, it doesn't hurt that much like it used to.
When I move on, does that mean I can't talk about you anymore? I don't talk that much about you, but you're there, in my mind.
When I move on, does that mean I stop loving you? I don't stop loving you, I just love you differently, gratefull that we met, thankfull for the times we had.
When I move on, does that mean I stop remembering the times we had together? I still remember the times we had, with a smile on my face I think about our good days. I remember the bad days too, when at first, I only wanted to keep the good memories and block the bad. The bad days make just as much part of our history as the good days, I get that now.
I try to move on, it doesn't happen all at once, little by little I made progress, over the years I learned to let go. Let go of the guilt, the pain, the heartache,...
Every once in a while, I get cought up with my memories, I loose myself in the memories, I think that's allowed. In the end, I think I'll be just fine...
