The dull ache stays.

Even though I thought I’ve moved on.

The ache doesn’t leave.

Even though I want it to.

It wanes and waxes, growing and shrinking.

Even though I hate it.

I want to move forward. I’m trying to move forward. I need to move forward.

I can’t stay where I am.

Or can I?

Will the dull ache eventually become numb to me? Will I eventually just stop feeling? Will I eventually be able to swallow these feelings?

One can only hope.

One can only hope that one day this doesn’t hurt.

One can only hope that one day I stop wishing this pain on them.

One can only wish and pray and cry that they eventually move on.

They have to. There is no way to go but forwards.

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