Moving on

The girl I was with,
Is gone from my life,
Yet not a tear was shed,
From where they had poured,
Before.

I've looked and I've found,
A few friends to hold onto,
And maybe even one,
To be near to,
Like her.

I miss her so much,
This new girl I found,
She seems to know nothing,
Besides how cool I think,
She is.

She knows so little,
Of how much I miss her,
Of pain I feel,
When I think,
About her.

These questions I ask,
In the dark, to myself,
Will she be near me,
Will she care for me,
At all?

One way or the other,
I know things will be fine,
Whether things go my way,
Or fate changes,
My plans.

But my fears and my hopes,
Shall form the future,
Because only I,
Can control,
My fate.