Not forgetting, moving on

I may not be getting over you
or stop missing you
but I'm trying to look for others,
preferably different than you.
I don't want you
to be

a type.

I want you to be individual
like you deserve to be
but I'm still numbing the feelings,
not pushing them back
but recognising them
accepting them
and then forgetting them.

I'm not forgetting you
I couldn't
even if I tried.

I'm just trying to erase you
from the present
leave you in the past
where I am as well
for you.

I'm not forgetting
but I stop myself from seeing you everywhere
I remind myself that Rome and Italy
will always be there
and there will always be this boy
that I will want to try to heal
but I cannot tie them to you
-even if they are somehow -
because in that way I'm diminishing them.

And there will be others
who will kiss me goodnight
goodbye
who will make my heart skip a beat
break
who will make me happy
cry
and that's ok
sad.

I'm not forgetting
I'm just trying to remember
that life moves on.
So do we
so did you
so will I.