Moving on

by kuylerquijas

I lay on your side of the bed now.
Separation helped me look inward and from my heart, I don’t see you.
I appreciate the good times but
Temporary abstinence feels better than trying to fuck you until you feel beautiful.
I’m not that strong myself yet,
But I am my own concern.
My curiosity has blossomed and I seek self-righteousness.
I’m not going ask to break your heart again.
Wisdom says you’ll get on my side of the bed if it’s destiny.
I honestly don’t need it though so please leave my head now.