Moving on

You told me you loved me, but that was a lie.

I did everything you asked without questioning why.

I put all of my faith and trust into you.

Sacrificed so much, and what did you do?

You stomped on my heart, as if I didn't matter.

I continued to love you, which made me much sadder.

Then you move on as if I didn't exist.

Ignoring my calls, had my heart in a twist.

I focus on work, and work on my appearance.

Doing anything I can to receive your endearment.

Time has moved forward and I'm still alone.

Thinking of you I look at my phone.

I begin to call, but I have to resist.

I hang up the phone, and slam down my fist.

Why do I continue to feel in this way.

Thinking of you, day after day.

I'm doing much better, progressing in life.

Meeting new friends, and a potential new wife.

Now everything is better, all just seems right.

Then you sneak in a message, in the middle of the night.

You tell me you miss me, and now think we'll work.

These words that you send me, made me berserk.

I clear my bad thoughts, before I'd respond.

"We could be friends, nothing beyond."

She tells me she has missed me, since I have been gone.

I tell her to do what she has already done.

Your telling me this, it feels like a con.

I'll do it with you you, simply move on.