Letting Go...
Letting Go...
- As I watched you slowly walk out,
- I did my best not to pout
- your heart turned cold as ice
- I wonder why I sacrificed my old life
- I wait for you to turn around
- But you never made a sound.
- ...
- Only took so long to find
- that you were never really mine.
- Only 11 months down the road,
- I found the strength to let you go.
- Now I know that the lessons learned,
- were all in all worth the burn.
- I think about the tears I shed,
- and letting go was the best thing yet...
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