I softly whispered “Let it go”
I hated the knot in my throat
I was angry that I needed those words
I wished I had never needed you
I tried to believe that it’s okay
I told myself that life could be the same
I said that I would remember to forget
I believed that I could love you less
Maybe I’ll never convince myself that this is exactly what I wanted or needed, but I’m betting that I can find a little magic in letting go.
You must log in to post a comment.