I don’t know when I moved on. I couldn’t tell you a date or a time. What I was doing or who I was with. It just got easier. Being without you. I found myself in those weeks and as I did I guess you just slipped my mind. Maybe I subconsciously knew it was time. Maybe my heart knew something I didn’t.
I don’t know when I moved on, but I’m thankful I did. I’m thankful I don’t worry about if you made it home or if you passed out at another’s house. I’m thankful I don’t question my worth every time I look in the mirror. I’m thankful my lungs don’t collapse whenever I say your name and that my eyes no longer overflow at the thought of no longer having you here.
I don't know when I moved on but I'm thankful I did. If I hadn't I might never of been able to feel love again.
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