Its been over a month since we last talked,

your words they ring in my ears and pound in my head.

I'm still very confused about exactly what had happened,

why you decided to end what we had going,

but I am not one to dwell on the past,

and like I had said I am moving on,

the pain is getting dimmer with each passing day,

the memories will never fade,

the confusion will not subside,

but the love, the pain, the hurt will retreat.

I have moved on, no longer am I bonded,

no longer am I trapped, tied down like a beast.

I will not dwell, I will not cry,

for as much as it hurts it will pass me by.

You taught me lessons, you put me in my place,

you showed me what it was like to love.

(and to be loved?)

But a guy can only hold on for so long,

before he realizes that it is time to move on,

I hold you in no contempt,

I do not hate, despise or reject,

to me you are still a friend, but nothing more.

And now it is time that I move on,

I should, I need, I must, and I will move on.