accepting

Written from emotions when I was going through a breakup. Accepting what we had isn't us anymore. 

I had something good happen to me at work today.

I got promoted.

They told me it came with a pay raise—

I’m talking a difference in hundreds, not tens.

I picked up the phone, ready to tell you the news,

but then it hit me… you not my person anymore.

You not the one I see in the morning,

or the last face look for at night.

And if I don’t see you,

I call you, if i dont call you, i text you.

That part of me no longer exist any more.

I can’t even start my day

unless it started with you…

and that’s the part that hurt the most.

You were my Forgers in my cup, now everything just feel off.

Now I’m moving forward

but missing what I used to move for.