He’s out and about,
kicking it and having a good time,
not thinking about her.
She’s home alone,
eating ice cream and having a lousy time,
thinking about him,
thinking about him.
He is making sure that he is happy
and will do his best to forget
about the mess he just went through.
She won’t give herself room to heal or breathe,
she keeps thinking about what happened
and how things could have turned out differently.
He doesn’t want a relationship anymore,
at least not with her;
He’s fine with being alone.
She keeps wishing they were together again,
she does not want to let go.
She’d rather be with him.