Moving On! Poem by Rhodesse Fanche

In the realm of second chances, I stand firm,
For I've extended enough, my heart affirmed.
I'm weary of your mistreatment, you see,
Disrespect and indifference, a painful decree.

No longer shall I bear your cheating ways,
Conversations with others, my worth in a haze.
An option, I refuse to be, no more,
A priority I seek, to my very core.

Seeking solace in my embrace, you arrive,
Only when your troubles begin to thrive.
Our dreams, like castles, crumbled to dust,
Your selfishness, a barrier, so unjust.

Your ego, a fortress, shields remorse,
No apologies uttered, no admission, of course.
Others, you treat with kindness and grace,
While I'm left longing, in an empty space.

Your promises of change, they ring hollow,
Consistency lacking, like a fading shadow.
Another chance, a token of naught,
For you, dear companion, have not sought.

Farewell, I bid, my path anew,
No apologies or excuses will do.
I'm moving forward, leaving you behind,
No longer shall our destinies entwined.