MOVING ON

I spent years-
Deacades
Looking back
At what we had:
Dreaming that we,
I, could conjure it
Again.

I spent hours
Reminiscing
The magic, the joy
Reminiscing
Too caught up in the past
To see what the present
held fast

I spent to many minutes
Holding on
When I should have let go;
of a past equally sweet.
A grasped the future
that slowly gasped away.
I am moving on