Its time to move on
pick up the pieces
and for now never look back.
Sure there were good times
when her heart raced
and soul was a glow.
However, that isn’t today.
No longer will she feel the gentle caress
of his fingers on her bare skin
Or the brush of his lips on hers.
Tears run down her face
She feels that maybe
in a different time and place it
may have worked out
but for now she’s alone.
