You often stare at me
Wondering if we're to be
Telling you to let go
I know I'll feel cold
Giving up should be done
But you just can't
Release me and so will you
But isn't the chance so few
Once gone don't return
That's a lesson to be learnt
Miss me sure you will
At least that's all you'll feel
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PoetrySomething I hope will help others (especially Carlotta). Things may not meant to be. Let it go, write it down, say it out and you will feel much better.
