He said, "The art of letting go is as beautiful as loving someone, my love,"
Tears flooded my eyes as I pondered, how'd I rise above.
With so much love left, how will I let go,
Hold onto memories, find peace, let it flow?
His touch upon my cheek, whispered, "You're stronger than you know,
In time, you'll find your path, where your heart can truly grow."
Months passed by, his absence felt like a cruel blow,
Our dreams shattered, leaving me lost in sorrow.
Panic gripped me daily, like a rope around my soul,
Heart racing, waking up to a life beyond my control.
Will it ever ease, this ache that won't let go,
Days turned into months, trying to let emotions flow.
Still love the moon, messages stay unread,
Kept close, but I'll let them go, instead.
No more panic attacks, feeling free,
Building a new life, just for me.
Tears fall as I realize, it wasn't losing you,
It's finding peace in what I pursue.
You were right, I'm stronger than I ever knew,
The art of letting go is more beautiful, it's true.
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Whispers of the Heart
Poetry"Whispers of the Heart" is a collection of poems written during moments of sadness and times when I couldn't express my feelings. Each poem captures these emotions and thoughts, offering a glimpse into my heart. Join me on this journey through words...
