Move On

It would be
So much easier
To move on and
To forget the things
That happened
Between us
If your latest lover
Did not bring up
Your name
In conversation
And ask for
My opinion
Of you.

I still remember
The words I spoke,
The highs and lows
In those few
Short sentences,
The suggestion that
There may be wisdom
In avoiding one
Most beautiful
But who'd only
Break his heart.

It is too late now
To ask that I keep
My honesty
To myself,
Though now at least
You have
My side
To balance out
The story.

But I'd rather not
Think at all
About you
Any more.


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