Moving On
I stood up for myself.
I told you that you were wrong.
You told me it was over anyway.
All that I'd had to do was change.
Why was it me who had to change?
Why was I the one to blame?
I couldn't make you see
How wrong you really were.
And now, the tables have turned,
And you want me again.
Well, isn't it too bad for you.
I've gotten over you and moved on.
I've moved on to better things
To better people and a better life.
You don't need to grovel and beg
Because I won't ever take you back.
(c) 2000 Precidia
