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Rated: E · Poetry · Teen · #1066299
poem about the falling out and moving on of a relationship.
It's 3am and I can't sleep
I'm over analyzing
Everything
You said
Everything
I could have said.
It's all playing in my head
Like credits rolling at the end of a movie.
"The Movie Of Us"
Uncut. Unedited. Unscripted.
Myth:
Two lovers
Always end up together
In the end.
What happened here?
Truth:
Real life isn't like the movies.

I can say I miss you,
But I won't.
I can't say I need you,
Because I don't.
All I can say is that I'm okay:
I'm okay with you
I'm okay with us.

Do I shake this off?
Pretend it never happened?
Don't hold your breath
While
I decipher
Whether I
Hold onto you
Or
Finally after so long,
Let it go.

Because
I miss the way
You held my hand.
I miss the way
Your eyelashes
Tickled my cheeks
And I miss the feeling
I felt when
I
Placed my head
On your chest
And listened
To your steady heartbeat.

I guess I will always
Feel something for you
'Cause you were my first
And I can't.
I can't.
I won't
Keep confusing that
For something
That's not there anymore.

The credits are done -
This is the movie of us.
It's what we were
What we could have been
What we'll never be.

I'll clap with the audience
Want an encore,
Walk out the theatre.
You can stop holding your breath
Because I'm ready to
Walk out,
Move along.
Because I'm ready
To move on.
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