What we had was beautiful, what we had was true.
But what we had is now over, it’s all in the past.
A gripping pain pierces me to see that you have moved on.
I see you happy with him and I’m torn apart from inside.
Someday, I will be over you too.
Linking this to BAR-A-THON by Blog-A-Rhythm Day 6 Prompt – Wishful Thinking