Letting Go
When they ask me what went wrong
I'm afraid I won't have an excuse
When they wonder why not us
I shall have to ask the same thing
To think I was doing right by you
Not saying how I truly felt
To protect what I thought we had
What kind of friendship is that?
If you had only told me to my face what you wanted
Perhaps I would have said "me too"
Because deep down I really do
If I had only been straight with you
Perhaps we would still be a thing
Threading through life having each other's backs
what a dream that is now
I want to say I'm sorry
that its all my fault
but we both know it takes two to tango
Maybe its all in my head
For all I know, I could have just been a kindred spirit and nothing more
I don't know how many more memories to birth out
what else to tell myself you are still there
For the sun is setting so
and I guess I have to do the same -
To put these feelings to rest;
to do the one thing I never saw myself doing.
If we are to go on separate paths - snap the pod we both cohabited in
Then I must do just that.
When they ask me what went wrong
I still won't know what to say
But to let go,
I sadly must...
- desoba__
About the Creator
Desoba
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