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.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 8, 2007
Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011

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