The Art Of Moving On

*Another "Song/Poem"...*

Don't ask me if I'm okay,
because you left me today,
don't ask me if I'm all right,
because I'm winning the fight,
I've mastered the art of moving on,
I've only thought of you 6,432 times since you've been gone,
I've mastered the art of being alone,
and I've only spent fifteen minutes and twenty-seven seconds on my own,
so if you see me with a tear in my eyes on the street,
remember that it's just my allergies,
because,

I've mastered the art of being alone,
I've only thought of you 6,432 times since I've been on my own,
I've mastered the art of moving on,
in the fifteen minutes that you've been gone,

So don't ask who I'm thinking of,
when you know that it's you, my love,
but don't worry, I'm doing fine,
since you broke that heart of mine,
it's been hard to remember not to cry,
ever since you said goodbye,
but know I'll move right along,
and know my pride's still strong,
'cause I've mastered the art of moving on,
I just forget sometimes, you're gone,

I've mastered the art of being alone,
I've only thought of you 6,432 times since I've been on my own,
I've mastered the art of moving on,
in the fifteen minutes that you've been gone,

Well now that I've had all night,
to think of why we had that fight,
and I've cried and cried all of my tears,
I hadn't cried this much in years,
but I still don't know what went wrong,
I'm still not sure I can move along,
but I'm trying hard, as hard as I can,
to prove that I'm some type of man,
yet here I am, on bent knee,
begging you to come back to me,

I've mastered the art of being alone,
I've only thought of you 6,432 times since I've been on my own,
I've mastered the art of moving on,
in the fifteen minutes that you've been gone,

I've mastered the art of being on my own,
I haven't thought of you since that night I spent alone,
I've mastered the art of moving on,
after one night of you being gone,

And now I'm done, this I swear,
and though my heart still has a tear,
I'm healing up the best I can,
proving that I'm some type of man,
I'm moving on, and won't regret,
all the feelings that I'll forget,

I've mastered the art of being on my own,
I haven't thought of you since that night I spent alone,
I've mastered the art of moving on,
after one night of you being gone...