Moving On
Don't you find the concept interesting?
People grow so attached to other people
We depend on them throughout the day
They become our day, our night, our evening
Suddenly
It's time to call quits
All good things come to an end right?
You mourn, you cry
Hell
We try to get them back
Time goes on though
You glance at your own life and think
Think about what happened back then
How do you not care anymore?
They only mattered to you most of your life
Did they not?
I find moving on interesting
I've cried at night
Wishing and praying over them
Then I woke up one day and realized something
I don't care the way I once did
That's okay