I'm letting go with my knuckles traced in white
Leaving thoughts of you behind
Diminishing with another night
I hate you like chocolate
A dark rich sensual craving
Yet telling myself again and again
My love for you is worth leaving
A love that has been abandoned
Left forlorn upon the shore
The beach where we use to meet
Feels your soft footsteps no more
So I am letting go
Carving out a piece of my soul
With the fuel of pain
And the sacrifice of hope
I place another step forward
Gaining distance from this cruel joke
Letting go, trying to let go
Trying not to feel your fire
That made my heart warmly glow
I am desperately trying to let you go
Forcing a piece of me to die
To be washed away by the retreating tide
To stem future tears with one last earnest cry
I am letting go with my knuckles traced in white
Something I was forced to do
When your attentions took flight
I am letting go
Dashing dreams upon the rage
Letting go to free myself
From the allurement of your cage
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A/N:
It is interesting how the process of falling our of love can take so much longer than the process of falling into love.
-DarthPadre
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