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Move on

Today I was able to listen to our songs without crying.

I was able to hear the strum of the guitar without feeling sad.

But then I heard coconut skins

And was reminded how you played it for me

And promised to love me forever

But forever for you was only 8 months long.

And I grew and you stayed the same

I began to see the flaws I didn’t like

And I began to hate our songs.

But now I am thankful

I am able to listen to our songs without crying

Because I have moved on

And so should you.


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