I know that everything and everyone that I hate is engraved upon my heart.
If you want to let go of something,
If you want to forget,
You have to be ready.
The truth is,
Unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself,
Unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over,
You can't move forward.
I did, and I moved forward.
But it tickles, isn't it?
That feeling, that memories.
It was hard,
Because I fell so deep.
It was heavy,
I fucked up.
But in the end, only three things matter.
How much you loved,
How gently you lived,
And how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
Because no matter how much suffering I went through,
I never wanted to let go of those memories.
Those precious memories,
I've no time to say goodbye.
Secret tears were flowing gently,
When I rush through it,
You were gone before I knew it.
Now, I am taking control,
And accepting that love and everything that followed it is part of letting it go.
I'll turn my back on you forever.