poetry

“Moved On” Poem

Moved On

By Ashley O’Hare

Long summer nights

don’t feel the same

without you here

playing random games.

Sitting under the moonlight 

playing truth or dare,

would you rather,

and braiding each other’s hair.

I never saw the impending fights

about the brown-eyed boy,

the world, our grades—

rants I never enjoyed.

No matter how I tried to make it right,

I could not do much with a burned bridge

or with one-sided effort.

Leaving took all of my courage.

I needed you out of my sight

so I could move on with my life.

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