Tag: moving on

unscathed

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moving on, moving on,
tell yourself one last time,
you need to move on.

be authentic. set your true self free
for there are so many people out there in need
of the gifts you bring

let go of the past. release your mistakes,
the ones that keep you locked in that dark place,
let go of the self-hate

love the woman you used to be
just as you’ll learn to love the woman you are now
for no one gets through this life unscathed somehow

so move on from the sadness. let go of your fears
and claim all the good that is waiting for you.
this is your year.

a new year

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it’s a new day, a new year
and for the first time last night
i went to sleep without you
whispering in my ear

i’m sad. but i’m relieved, too,
for this means i can finally move on
and live my life without
this need for you

a parting gift maybe, that last goodbye
for you were never meant to stay
or be my friend, and now it’s time
to let your good intentions die

for it’s a new day, a new year
time to let go of the things that no longer
serve me like the loneliness
i’ve always feared.


it’s time

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it’s a gorgeous morning
even with cloudy skies outside
i dreamt of you again last night
your smile lit up my world from the inside

but it’s time to begin again, my love
time to forget the past and move on
expect only the best that life has to offer
for i’ve been living in darkness for too long

it’s about time i start believing
that today’s a brand new day
filled with joy and beauty and grace
thank you for showing me the way

let me never end a day without a smile again
no more sad tears, no more goodbyes
you’ll be in my heart forever, my love,
but it’s time for me to break the ties

maybe

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i sometimes feel things too deeply
though there are days i barely notice the sun

too lost in my own emotions
tangled in regrets of things done… and not done

maybe one day i’ll learn to move on
maybe the time will come when i’ll have no choice

but to walk away from the lies you keep saying
maybe then i’ll find my voice

blue

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it’s been eleven days since you left
and i think i’m doing okay
the words have finally started to flow
they come more and more each day

but sometimes i see something
that inevitably reminds me of you
followed by that familiar tug inside my chest
before i tell myself not to feel so blue

for you are where you need to be right now
unencumbered and free
you’ve moved on and one day, I will, too,
even if sometimes it’s not that easy

over you

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i’m over it
i’m over you
i’m done figuring out the whys
i’m done thinking of you

because at the end of the day
it boils down to this:
i kept on going
and you simply quit

so i’m done with the wondering
i’m done with the regret
it’s time to move on along
but to never forget

that life can be beautiful
life can be kind
there’s so much to be discovered
just waiting for the right time

but only if you believe
life’s constant ebb and flow
that some days you win and some days you lose
and some days you just have to let go

Baby Steps Still

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Baby steps still
that’s all I’ve done so far
making these life changes ever so slowly
taking too long though, like a dying star

but it’s really why I do it
all these changes life throws at me
like the unhappiness I feel these days
doing something that used to make me so happy

like teaching others
about touch and similar things just like it
but I hate seeing the indifference
they’re only there for the hours on their transcript

that even if some of them
truly do enjoy the stuff I do
it’s too late, and it’s time to move on
do something else, like the things I really want to

like writing
and everything that comes with it
the pain, the heartache and most of all the joy –
so I might as well get on with it.

A New Reality

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Your coming back into town
doesn’t excite me anymore,
I no longer sit and count the hours
nor keep watch at the door

I no longer think of your face,
those blue eyes that once shone so bright
I no longer remember those lips,
everything about you has turned cold as ice

I no longer wish to see you again,
though I often catch myself wanting to know
how you’re doing without me wherever you are
does life become much easier once we go?

I no longer remember the curves of your face
though sometimes I catch myself thinking of us
back when things were much simpler and real
when neither one of us made such a fuss

But life has a way to tell us
that it’s high time we have to move on,
time to let go of those forgotten dreams
time to accept the reality that you and I are done

what then?

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Broken, Part 2 - Lucas North Fan Fiction

what then if he’s not the man
you think he is, this man of your dreams?
what then would you do
when he reveals himself, not at all
like the man you believe he seems
to be on the outside,
the lover you wish for
what if he doesn’t fulfill all that you see in him
for there are certain things
just too hard to ignore
but let me not shatter the dreams you’ve dreamed of
for so long now
the years, they’ve come and gone and you’re still here
but he’s been long gone somehow
gone to fulfill his own destiny,
so far removed from your own
and you’re still here picking up the pieces
I wonder how long you’ve known
that he was never going to be the one for you
the one that your heart has long wished for
for you’ve latched on to nothing but a dream
and now there’s just emptiness
and an open door…

Just Another Day

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it’s just another day in my neighborhood
it’s a new place for me still
even though it’s been seven years since I moved in
all those years in a standstill,

still holding on to the place I used to call home,
the one I left so long ago
refusing to move on and move forward
refusing to see what I’d always known

that nothing stays the same,
even rituals come and  go
life is always in a flux
this, I’m sure, you and I both know

for each day is an adventure
each morning a new beginning
my days, though they seem, always constant
are spent without any misgivings.

so it’s just another day in my neighborhood
the place I now yearn to know
I’ve waited seven years to finally discover it
seven years till I finally let go.

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