Its time to move on

pick up the pieces

and for now never look back.

Sure there were good times

when her heart raced

and soul was a glow.

However, that isn't today.

No longer will she feel the gentle caress

of his fingers on her bare skin

Or the brush of his lips on hers.

Tears run down her face

She feels that maybe

in a different time and place it

may have worked out

but for now she's alone.