Moving On Poem by Keiromi Nozomu

Moving On



He'd never call me pretty,
He just might say I'm ugly.
He says that we are friends,
And he's annoying to no end.

Yet when I try to move on,
He gets in the way.
Acts like he's not acting wrong,
In every way.

So why do I let him,
Treat me this way?
Why do I care,
About what he may say?

I have to ignore him,
And I have to move on.
I have to forget him,
Though it takes so damn long.

_-~*StrawberryKiss*~-_

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