I have expressed that, I don’t like to let go, but in life you have to, as it is part of growing up. Right now I am growing up, but I can’t let go of the old me. I am stuck on her. Everyday I think about her, crazy huh? I tried to give her the world but it was never good enough, such a young fool.
I try to confront and tell her that she can’t come back, my heart is sadden; yet the spirit is lifted. I am missing her, I love her and I say to myself she is never really gone, she is here with me. But my heart is breaking she wants to rule with me. I know what I did was the right thing to do. I refuse to be stuck on her, but right now she is letting go of me. Why? I do, want to grow up and be the new me, trying to explain it to her; the thing is, she is telling me to let go; she is crying, but is dissolving away into my memories. I am now creating new ones, with the new me.
I try to confront and tell her that she can’t come back, my heart is sadden; yet the spirit is lifted. I am missing her, I love her and I say to myself she is never really gone, she is here with me. But my heart is breaking she wants to rule with me. I know what I did was the right thing to do. I refuse to be stuck on her, but right now she is letting go of me. Why? I do, want to grow up and be the new me, trying to explain it to her; the thing is, she is telling me to let go; she is crying, but is dissolving away into my memories. I am now creating new ones, with the new me.
She is gone.
I am new now, but I miss her, so I will tell stories about her of “way back when” and all the troubles we, no, “I” use to get up too. Hey, I may have let her go, but she is there with me in my memories, the inner core of my spirit as she made the person I am today, but she won’t come back, because she was never really stuck on me, that was only me stuck on me.
I am new now, but I miss her, so I will tell stories about her of “way back when” and all the troubles we, no, “I” use to get up too. Hey, I may have let her go, but she is there with me in my memories, the inner core of my spirit as she made the person I am today, but she won’t come back, because she was never really stuck on me, that was only me stuck on me.
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