She no longer cares, nor he.
They have not forgotten, only put it past them.
They have moved on, he found another
She no longer hurts
But
But still one thing still tugs
at her heart strings
The Poem he wrote her
She no longer feels for him
But she breathes through poetry
And he supplied her
her own oxygen,
tailored to their love
And she for her weakness,
as such a Hopeless Romantic
cannot let this to.