Over

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    Over

    I don’t think about you any more

    But

    I don’t think about you any less

    Long walks over the horizon

    Admiring the sunset

    Collecting my thoughts

    Asking myself why

    There was once a Love story

    Turned into a Heart ache

    Now just a memory

    And I walk

    Every step reflecting on what I miss

    On the positives we shared

    I chose to remember it that way

    So I can forgive you

    The rest of my steps

    Are for the future

    With or without you in it

    I love myself too much

    To let you steal a single drop

    Of my happiness

    I’m stronger than you

    Smarter than you

    Yes I was in pieces

    But I picked myself up

    Without you because of you

    Like a sunset

    The moment is short lived

    The stars appear, the moon shines bright

    Time moves on

    As I must do

    As I am doing now

    You went from being my hopes of the future

    To the past

    I dare say

    I won’t have time to reflect

    On the past

    As I intend to nose dive into the future

    Live in the present

    Making it the best possible world

    For my Heart

    Because I deserve happiness, Love

    Let the sunrise find me

    As I walk into the light

    -Fin-

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    517Jacqueline commented on Over

    04-15-2014

    I thought you dumped her already, it's okay to love yourself, I pray not too much, you like writing lengthy poems, that's great! I wish I have that talent, I'll try, thank you for being my inspiration.

    TheLastCowboy

    04/16/2014

    Thanks you for the compliments, I did dump her, I wish there was something worth fighting for in her but she really is nothing...There's not one real thing about her :( which translates to there's nothing worth fighting for in her... broke my Heart, it really did! But she had stolen enough from my Heart....I've had better than her in the past and I'll find better in the future!

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