the art of letting go

sayings

it had been twenty-four days
since we saw each other -
you held me in your arms,
tears both streaked upon our cheeks.

you told me you never believed
in sayings but somehow still had hope that 'if you love something set it free,
if it comes back to you - it's meant to be';

for a second, i thought so too,
then i realized,
sometimes we're meant to see
that we shouldn't be a you & me.