Moving On

I constantly reopen old wounds
hoping that maybe they won’t hurt as much this time
hoping that maybe I really have moved on
but perhaps I’ll never “move on”
as much as become accustomed to it
too well acquainted with the cuts you
left on me
too familiar with this painful
instability
to ever let them fully heal

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Author: Catherine Caruso

Writer of words. Lover of dogs.

42 thoughts on “Moving On”

  1. I was thinking this very thought today. Do I really learn from these mind blowing moments or just, as you say, become accustomed.

  2. I once had the same feelings. Now nearly 20 years later my ex and I are better friends then ever. There is hope!

  3. One of the best short pieces I have read till date. I read a few of your articles too. You are indeed an iconclast 🙂

    I’d certainly love to know more about you

    1. Thanks! Although I wouldn’t exactly define myself as an iconoclast. I just question everything, which is something I think many people should do more of.

      1. I assume the same stand as well. My inspiration have been Socrates and George Orwell. Thus as a Communist I often tend to study my own ideas and question them.

        You indeed have a flair for writing 🙂

  4. we do what we need to do in order to make sense of what seems obscure. One day you will have had enough and then you will move on naturally like breathing .

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