One Day
One day you're gonna see her,
But she won't be looking at you.
One day you'll feel like she did,
And you won't know what to do.
Love is a dynamic and changing emotion. Sometimes it grows and sometimes it fades. Moving on from a relationship or marriage, leaving behind a past love, or pursuing a new fling can be scary, uncertain, and difficult. However, the prospect of change and new experiences can also be exciting and a time for discovery. Focusing on the opportunities and experiences ahead rather than dwelling in past memories can help us to move forwards. Our lives are in flux in every experience and moment, and letting go, no matter how difficult, is an important part of that process.
One day you're gonna see her,
But she won't be looking at you.
One day you'll feel like she did,
And you won't know what to do.
"One day you're gonna love her,
But she won't feel the same.
One day you'll know how it feels
To have your blue skies turn to rain."
I can actually relate with this stanza of the poem....
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I don't hate you,
Because I still love you.
I can't look at you,
Because it hurts to.
It all started at the end of summer. She was sad, and I was angry at the things she was sad about. I wanted to make her happy. I can't normally stand to see people sad. So after a long week...
What do I do,
When I'm still in love with you?
You walked away,
'Cause you didn't want to stay.
This has blessed me. I am very happy reading it but also sad because it’s a sad poem. Another comment said it made my heart leap. It touches me right in my heart. It is now my lock screen and...
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To everything there's a time and season
Time to laugh and to weep for good reason.
A season for living, to find true love
And a time to dance with angels above...
I thought it was your light
that kept me,
that guided me,
but when you left and the darkness came,
You make me laugh and smile
when I need a cry, even if it's only for a little while.
You make me happy when I am sad,
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Moving on was
never meant to be easy.
It will hurt, it will be painful,
it will be exhausting,
I don’t know
what healing
is meant
to look like,
I miss you in silence
And every moment in between
But I’m a little busy unfolding
Those pieces of who I used to be
The little woman on the left
the one upon my shoulder,
tells me I should guard my heart.
She wants me to make it colder.