Moving On

Moving on feels like a betrayal to me.

It terrifies me from the core,

Moving on feels like a betrayal to me,

Because, it would mean I have left you behind and forgotten you.

Moving on feels heavy,

I want to relish the moments.

I live in my head where both you and me are playing in the field.

Resting on your arms.

Moving on feels terrifying,

Because, one day I will forget you with another’s love.

Moving on feels heavy,

Because, that day I feel I will betray you,

Your memories.

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

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