Each time I stop
The mind goes back to you.
Every moment of this phase
I strive hard to move on
But each time I stop
The mind goes back to you.
I’ve learnt to trust actions over words
So though you say you care
Your actions say otherwise
So it’s high time I walk out
But each time I stop
The mind goes back to you.
I gave it all I had
Perhaps more than you deserved
To make you realize how ideal
It would be for you and I to be we.
Now each time I stop
The mind goes back to it all.
You showed me in return
That it is ideal for me to turn
And walk out in dignity
And here I am striving to hold my head high
But each time I stop
The mind goes back to you.
But I notice every day
I love you a little less than yesterday
The love I gave you will always come back
But I wonder if you’ll ever have the same.
And one day when I stop
The mind will never even recall you.
I felt this poem so deeply..it can be so hard to want to forget but the things we want to forget, usually stick the most
Much agreed… gets better with time though 🙂