Moving On

“We’re over here!”
My friends shouted as I stepped
into the oldest restaurant in town,
a little late to my own party.

As I ascended toward the table
Your eyes caught mine from across the room
Were you supposed to be my surprise?
You honestly think I came here to see you?

You don’t have the power anymore.
You will never be forgiven for what you’ve done.
You lost the chance of keeping my friendship.
Friendship that was once strong and forgiving.

It’s funny how one moment everything can be perfect.
And the next…
Nothing will ever be the same.
All because of a bunch of black letters that sat, unwanted on a page.

You expected everything to be ok.
You are walking towards me like you can still win.
You with your strut, head held high, acting like you owned the place,
Turned heads from every corner of the room.

I stood there frozen as your blue eyes pierced through me
Your soft hands reached out for me,
Your body started walking my way,
And you,

Showed a longing, sorry look in your eyes.
Even in the darkness of this place,
You still found some way to have control.
Not anymore. My eyes broke from your gaze.

This is the last time I will ever see you.
Don’t try anymore.
It’s not worth your effort.
The unsaid words floated above us, hanging in the air.

Stop moving.
Don’t even think about an apology.
You will never be forgiven.
My heart started to skip a beat as your steps inched closer.


I briskly moved towards the door. Not looking back.
Leaving you behind and all my friends that brought you here.
“We’re over here!” My friends shouted once again.
It was too late.

I was moving on,
For the first time in my life.