Change in Priorities (Moving On)

Since I'm in a relatively poetic mood, here goes poem I wrote expressing my opinions over recent events:

Real love never goes away;
it changes as time molds it like clay.
Stand up for you
and know when you're through.

This doesn't mean stop
it's more like a swap;
by changing how you love
the person you're thinking of.

Find your voice
and make the choice
to refuse the bait
and ultimately change your fate.