collide

i know that deep in your heart,
you still miss the ways,
everything that was between you and her.

each time you compare,
unknowingly i understand.

for if moving on is what you are afraid of,
then call her name,
for my name will only be echoed back into your ears,
and bounced into your heart,
as you move forward.

one day,
and sooner than later,
one can you only hold,
leave what was behind,
for it was never meant that you march forward.

hear these words,
feel these aches,
for this words are of reality.

truly, is this the beginning of a heart ache?