moving on...

Hmm, moving on, you say,

You see, the thing is,

I wish I could tell you that

It gets better with waiting,

But I can’t ‘cause it doesn’t.

I mean, of course,

You’ll have to do the waiting, at some point,

But not until you have put in some work.

And, I don’t know for you, but for me,

It is that work that weighs on me unspeakably.

Want to know why?

Well, sometimes, the work is leaving the person

I once thought I would never leave.

Sometimes, it is stepping out of my comfort zone

To work on stormy waters

Before I patiently wait at the other side of the ocean

Where I can see the life I used to lead but can’t anymore

Because I want to be a different person.

And that my friend,

Although extremely essential,

It is also heartbreaking at the moment.

Sometimes, I even know that

I’m doing what I most certainly need to do

But still, I thoroughly feel every hurt and pain.

Every single second, when the hurt kicks in,

I think about quitting

And just run back to the life I am familiar with,

But then I remember that what was once familiar

Won’t satisfy me ever again

Because the circumstances are no longer the same.

So, moving on, sometimes, really hurts

But that hurt is well worth it.

If you really have to move on,

Be getting ready to do whatever it takes.

Because staying when you should have moved on

Hurts way more than letting go could ever.