Moving on, accepted past

I lost you one day, before I knew that
caring wasn’t good enough.
All I’d done had been for you, but
never was that what you asked.
Tasked with something as vicious as
moving on, I
ACCEPT that there are things I did wrong.
Keep our regrets apart.
Every moment we think of this is another
yesterday we have ruined.
Only I might have such thoughts, but
unhappiness is nothing I will wish upon you.
My time with you has ended, I ACCEPT.
I will keep what we had and move on,
never forget those days,
exceptional at the time and now forever.