I loved him.
He went far away;
Far far away.
He was gone physically.
He didn’t leave in heart and soul;
Until later on.
It’s hard to think of the past.
To know that he was mine.
Now he is just a memory;
Something I just can’t have.
Maybe it is better this way.
For me to continue on,
With or without him.
He’ll always be a part of me.
It is time to part.
Time will carry on.
We’ll just be something.
Something in the past.

Story: I'm really not sure at all what this is about. Maybe it had nothing to do with how i felt or my life at all even though it sounds familiar. i have no idea who this is for or why i wrote it but it is just the thing i wrote.

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