Move on

in a pensive mood

staring at a screen

that sadly controls my emotional state

i let work and to-do lists pile on top of me

but it’s not heavy enough

thoughts still make their way in

of those who have chosen to walk away

why do people hold so much power over us?

individuals who refuse to acknowledge our existence 

refuse to remember our past

let me see what they’ve been up to

no 

don’t look into this portal of deception

why should I care?

checking in reminds me of the heartbreak

from those whose hands grew tired of holding mine 

why did they let go?

ruminating over our last words

what did i say?

what did i do?

am i a bad person? 

a bad friend? 

a human incapable of healing?  

the cycle starts over 

as i sulk in the pain their distance caused me 

will i ever move on?