The more I think about the past
the more I realize it is gone
I stopped craving for a plausible future;
A future with you
Slowly I began to accept the fact
And my nights were less filled with you
I guess time really heals all wounds
Thank you for the memories and adventures
I miss you, I always do
But I’m moving on
Thank you for always being there.
But midnights without thinking of you
Makes me less sad
And I like less sad
So I’m going to keep it that way
– Lisa T., It Gets Better