The Us I Thought We Were ↹ [Poetry]

Move On

I walked forward with a sort of broken pride that day
It's like a little piece of me died in a way
That I was unfamiliar with, but I could still sense myself falling
Into a deep abyss of my thoughts balling up and crawling
Into my mind with last minute hope that I'd get a second chance
But I had forgotten we no longer step to the same dance.

We had a timeless bond in a sense
I built no walls around the way I felt, past tense.
While I still sometimes play the memories of our little moments in the back of my head,
I know that soon they will be associated with solely feelings of dread
Because I can no longer accept the thought of you...
It makes me crazy thinking about how I almost fell too
For you... and your childish game
You... and your passive-aggressive blame
You... and your pride
While what you were really trying to hide
Is that you and your false sense of security
Are breaking down, showing your true immaturity
And I'm so far past over it.