Moved On


Good mornings were my favorite,
The sweet sound of my phone.
When you'd think of me that morning, Proved I wasn't in this alone.
Forever seemed so close with you.
The future seemed so clear.
So how did I end up by myself over here?
Good night's were my simplicity,
My sweet peace to unravel my day.
Hearing your voice over the phone,
Anxiously waiting on what you'll say.
Forever seemed so close with you.
The future seemed so clear.
So why did I end up by myself over here?
Days were slow waiting on your reply,
But everytime I'd hear from you I'd get So excited inside.
You were my pure happiness but that was Not reciprocated towards me.
I was not your forever,
Nor your future it would seem.
Somehow I got all caught up,
And you moved on without me.

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