Packing away a past life. |
Letting Go Put in a box, And stored away, Saving you for, A rainy day. Shutting it tight, Away from the air, My heart hurts badly; Too much to bear. Cannot look at, Memories past, Makes my eyes tear, And my heart beat fast. I miss you so much, I want to hold on, I want you here, Not a picture con. I want to have fun, Like we did before, I think back on it, And my heart feels sore. I tell my mind, I have to let go But my heart tells it, That just can’t be so. I’m shutting the lid, Tears in my eyes, It must be done, I must be wise. But my shaking hands, Can’t shut the clasp, So I push it harder, Until I gasp. A picture, I found, Is caught in the latch, A picture of us, Playing catch. I grab at the picture, After undoing the lid, I smile shortly, Before placing it amid. I feel stronger now, As I put back on the lid, I love you so much, I’m not keeping you hid. I’m just saving you, darling, For a rainy, wet day, Where I’ll pull you out, And we can play. |