The morning shines in thine eyes, <br />thinking about that special someone you <br />now dispise. <br />Wondering why thy ever fell in love, <br />just to get hurt and cry to the man above. <br />Thy time line stay's fresh in your mind, <br />when visions of his indiscretions left you blind. <br />Thinking back at all of the times... <br />When you pleaded from being mistreated, <br />Feeling the pressures of being defeated, <br />Made you come to the conclusion that you were <br />no longer needed. <br />So one sit's as a women scorned, <br />because of arguements and fights, <br />The heart is torn. <br />So here is my sweet goodbye... <br />I'm moving on.<br /><br />Tiffany Saxon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moving-on-5/
