Friday, December 7, 2012

Moving On

It does not hurt now
Even if you turn away from me.
I saw you smile at somebody
and I remembered the way you used to smile at me.
Dressed in blue 
You walked away with a swing
The smell of your perfume still hung in the air.
I am determined to move on.
If I run into you
It would be by accident
I don't travel your path anymore.

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