Midnight Poetry

75. Let Go

I wanna let go, let go of all the hurt
I must tell myself he's the worst
Yet I keep getting nostalgic over that love
I keep thinking that I may be his beloved

Maybe the chance that he'd like me back
Could be somehow true and there's nothing I lack
I kept thinking that I'm not worthy of him
Yet I like this person and chant his name like a hymn

I never expressed my feelings out loud
And I'll always think of only him, I've vowed
I was always scared of rejection
Yet it didn't lessen my affection

Later, I came to know I was late
It wasn't worth the wait
I'd lost him forever
Had I known earlier, I would've never...

It's late and stupid now to think of him
Now I must let go of all this hurt
I must convince myself he's the worst
I must know he's someone else's
And to his heart, I've lost all access

~written by shalini~