Unspoken Melodies: Poems That Sing

The Art of Letting Go

You taught me how to love, but not how to stop,
The ways of holding tight, you never did swap.
Every breath, every moment was a tale of us,
The truest bond of love, ever so discuss.

You taught me how to laugh, but not how to cry,
The ways to live today, never the reasons why.
Every smile, every dream was a love affair,
The beauty of love we shared, never to impair.

You taught me how to feel, but not how to heal,
The hurt that builds up inside, never to reveal.
Every touch, every kiss was a way to show,
The love we had for each other, it always did glow.

You taught me how to give, but not how to take,
The ways to hold on, for love's sake.
Every sacrifice, every compromise we made,
The love that bound us, always will shade.

You taught me how to hope, but not how to cope,
The ways to move on, never to mope.
Every dream, every wish was a hope,
The love we had for each other, it was a scope.

You taught me how to trust, but not how to doubt,
The ways to hold on, never to rout.
Every promise, every vow was love's accord,
The love we shared, it was our reward.

You taught me how to fly, but not how to fall,
The ways to stay above, love's beckoning call.
Every height, every feat was a testament true,
The love we shared, never to misconstrue.

You taught me how to live, but not how to die,
The ways to survive, never to lie.
Every breath, every heartbeat was love's reminder,
The love we had for each other, it stays forever.

But now I have to let go, for what was once ours,
The memories I keep, those beautiful hours.
The love we had, will always remain,
But letting go of it, it's not all in vain.

For love can only do so much, before it must end,
To start anew, to allow the heart to mend.
The art of letting go, it's never easy,
But to love again, for it's time to set free.

So now I know how to love, and how to stop,
The ways to hold on, to reach the mountain top.
Every tear, every goodbye is a new beginning,
The love that we shared, it will forever be shining.