Moving On

Isn't it unfair

That the ones who broke our hearts are happy with someone else

And it is us who have to weep their hearts out

We try to believe the consoling lie "I don't care anymore"

But on the inside we all do

Then comes the point when our heart

Just breaks and falls apart and the mind takes control

We don't crave for that person anymore

We are no longer wide awake at 3 am with tears in our eyes

And suddenly the pain of heartbreak is a bit bearable

And it seems like we can live with that pain throughout our petty lives

But still all that is required to shatter that lie

Is just a smile from a person or maybe their touch

And we are again in that bottomless pit

From where getting out is unimaginable

And MOVING ON is a myth