Literature
Moving On...
Moving On
It is finally time,
For me to move on.
Reach out towards old hopes,
And forgotten dreams,
And take them back.
I pray that they
Are still waiting for me.
The memories fly past,
Impossible to take hold of,
Though something deep inside me
Would give anything to try.
I close my eyes
And exhale those feelings.
They no longer have a place here.
Those days of staring up at the sky,
And wishing for a clearer tomorrow,
Are over for us.
You are no longer that person
I used to know,
And I no longer wish to be
That person you knew.
I have to move forward,
Though sometimes I can't help
But look back.
Reminisce about th
