::03:26:08::

::: Gotta Move On :::

I got your message this morning
So I guess that’s how the song ends
You win some and you might lose a little more
It’s like trying to open a locked door
Except I can’t find the key
A stranger, like nobody knows me
Feeling my way around the cellar
Blind to the facts like Ms. Keller
Helen that is
And that is the only time when I felt lost
Utterly and completely loss
Tried to phone Danza to find if he had a connection to the boss
He referred me to God, and he answered of course
Its difficult to see the light after a shadow hides your past
Its easy to cry after your 1st turns to your last
Its hope that is
And that is exactly what I’m trying to explain
This unexplainable, terrible pain
I kinda prepared myself
Tried to release myself
It’s like one of those things
Where you run out of songs to sing
You run out of love to give
Because the love you gave was supposed to be just enough
Just enough to keep you coming back
Just enough for you to have my back
In fact I still smile in the morning
I’ve gotten used to you not calling
They tell me its ok to reminisce
Even if it about our 1st kiss
Or our 1st time exploring one another
That time when we almost got caught by your mother
Yeah those were the good old days
Pressing pause and pushing play
Those days are a distant memory
I’m still in love, it’s hard to believe
Spending hours on the phone when I was away
Begging you to stay
Holding on to every word
Creating a different world
Not including Dwayne or Whitley
Asking you to come with me
Not as nervous as I used to be
When you used to be, telling me
That we were too similar
Too much of the same soul
A connection that was growing old
You told me we were growing apart
How the hell do people grow apart?
A Part of you is all I hoped for
To be with you is all I worked for
The day you told me he proposed
I couldn’t even say sh*t, I just froze
I didn’t think he loved you like that
Even with contacts, I was blind to the facts
That you love him just the same
Enough to take this Mans last name
I thought that was supposed to be us
Isn’t that why we set up this trust?
What am I supposed to do now, move on?
How can I move on after I’ve been holding on
To the thought that we would be forever
I love you and after all of these years, I still do
I still think about you, almost daily, its true
I really never knew what went wrong
This ain’t a poem, it ain’t even a love song
It’s just a letter to let you know that
I guess the only thing left to do is move on.

Written by: ~ Joe Paul