It's Not Over

It's Not Over

A Poem by A Christine

February/March 2009

You may think it's over because you said "it's over".
But it's not over, I'm still here.
I'll be here each and every haunting minute.

It's not over, I'm okay.
I'll live my life, I don't need you.
It's not over, I've woken up.

I woke up to see the light attempt a shine through your soul,
only to be blackened by your heart.
It's not over, I'm moving on.

When I find what I'm looking for, it still won't be over; at least for me.
I can move on, find someone that actually cares.
He won't be a coward, he'll actually accept my changes.

He'll love me for me, and my spontaneity.
But it's not over for you either,
Maybe one day you will actually find someone,
someone who will believe you.

Someone that enjoys all the anxieties of raising a child of a man, boy.
Who knows- maybe you will  find someone.
Someone that will actually put you at the bottom of their totem pole;
have their world revolve around you.
Maybe, just maybe, it's not over.

© 2023 A Christine

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Added on May 17, 2023
Last Updated on May 17, 2023
Tags: relationships, breakup


A Christine
A Christine

Poet, Screenwriter, book & film reviewer, and mental health advocate. California native with a fernweh spirit but a starving artist pocketbook. Most of my poetry reflects my mental health journey. more..


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