How it Had to Be

I reflect on

A past love I lost.

The one I decided wasn’t to last.

My heart still beats the same

As yours skips every other.

Eyes still see the same things

As yours are forever blurred.

But that’s how it had to be.

Now you are hurting

As I am able to move on.

You go to bed crying

As I am able to sleep soundly.

I guess I actually meant something to you

When I thought I meant nothing to everyone.

I guess I was wrong.

But this is how it had to be.

It is better

We are this way.