I’m letting you go because I cannot bear to hurt you anymore.
I am letting you go to allow your happiness to flow freely.
I am letting you go because I cannot hold onto a fleeting idealism.
I am letting you go because I love you.
I love you, I love you so deeply that it tears me apart.
I love you, but I cannot afford to have and to hold you.
I will miss you but you will not miss me.
I will miss you but you will be much more free.
I will miss you but you will have so much more space for someone who truly matters,
I will hate the thought of letting you go but I will love the thought of relief.
I will hate the thought of the mourning, but I will love the thought that you will get to wake up in the morning and be unburdened.
I hold you in my heart, but I cannot hold you in my hands.
I hold you in my heart, but I cannot hold you close to my chest.
I can hold you in my dreams, and pretend that the world is sweet.
But only in my dreams can I love you so vivaciously.
Only in my dreams may I think and love you, but for now I am returning your happiness. Aren’t I?
I am giving you the out that you have been unwilling to take.
I have tied you down, I have done what I didn’t wish to do.
I’ve suffocated you.
I’ve loved you to fiercely, that this love now looks like abuse.
I’ve left the bruises, I have twisted your head.
I am no lover.
I am no maintainer.
I am no one to support this relationship.
I’m not equipped to deal with this.
So I let you go.