What exactly does it mean to “move on”?
Does it mean the revocation of love?
Does it mean the erasure of all these memories,
Like a selective bout of amnesia?
Does it mean willful denial of what was once held dear?
Does it mean waking up one day and simply not thinking about it?
Does it mean living the rest of your days content to let the past suffocate as it’s buried alive?
The mind only has room for so much at a time,
And love can be replaced with love,
But what the fuck is “moving on”?


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