Not many people can see what I do. Day after day, through the week, too. I take in history, the smells and sounds, the view. I consider myself lucky. Even though sometimes, I feel blue. And I can’t wait for the day that I’m over you. Oh, I’m moving on. I am living life, doing what I do. But I still get excited for the days... When I don’t think about you. I wonder what we could have been. I wonder if you wonder, too. But I’m in this place, a smile on my face. Because I know, I’m getting over you. Well, it wasn’t the words that you said. It wasn’t the way you left. What I miss the most, was simply a ghost of the man I thought I knew. But he wasn’t real, nothing about him was true. Once that sunk in, once I realised and knew, I had to get on with getting over you. #morehashtags #stpaul #growing #bemore #courier #badpoetryheals #gonecountry #bestillandknow #listen #healing #movingon #mybestlife #live #loveyourself #procrastinate #yeahimwritingnotworking