Memories cling like vines to me,
Their tendrils tight and strong.
I try to shake them off, but see,
They stay with me so long.
The happy times, the laughter shared,
The moments full of light.
The love we had, the love we dared,
To keep within our sight.
But then there's pain, the hurt, the tears,
The memories hard to bear.
The loss we felt, the doubts and fears,
The wounds that still lay bare.
It's hard to let these memories go,
To find a way to heal.
To move ahead and let them flow,
To find a new ideal.
But I know I must, for in the end,
These memories hold me back.
I need to learn, to break and bend,
And find a new life track.
So I'll take a deep breath, and let it out,
And loosen up my grip.
I'll say goodbye, without a doubt,
And let those memories slip.
For in the end, it's not the pain,
That defines who I am.
It's all the love, the joy, the gain,
That makes me who I am.
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