It's been about a year now,
Since I realized he wasn't for me.
I let go of that long held dream,
Not knowing what the future would be.
It was a choice I made that I don't regret,
And I'm happier now then I was back then.
Still- a man like him is hard to forget,
And dreams sometimes die rather painfully.
Okay, so it wasn't meant to be-
I know and accept that fact as truth.
Still... when that dream was taken from me,
It didn't leave all the way.
There are seconds when the ghosts return,
Though I know wouldn't change a thing-
As I stand and watch those bridges burn
I wonde why they had to.
I let him go and won't look back as I move on;
Regrets aren't really my style.
There's no changing that those dreams are gone
So that past is nothing to dwell on now.
I hope that he is doing okay,
And that he finds someone to love him for real.
Now that I'm a year and worlds away,
Maybe I can really move on for the last time.
