True Sorrow

I am human
And I hurt
I kept telling myself
It's going to be fine

I keep thinking hey you know
She is better off without you
I keep saying man, you will move on

But doesn't one have to want that for it to happen?

Whatever happened to bring able to stop you in your tracks just by saying I wanted to kiss you?
The idea of lying in bed with one another just holding each other?

Where those thoughts just thoughts or were they meant to be real one day?

I still want that.
But there lies the true sorrow.
I want that.