It's always better to let go. When one have lost something too precious.. too valuable. Something capable of engraving something deep inside. It's always better to let go. Savour the hollowness, feel its depth. Wake up each morning remembering the feeling of holding such magnificence. And sleep each night grasping something invisible in thin air.
Let go of the thing lost in your arms (or what you believed as something you've been holding but never been in your grasp.) For it was lost with a purpose, and you feeling bad about it means you treasured such. Let go of the somatic form. But hold on to the feeling lingering inside. If it's meant to stay, it will stay.
Funny how I fell for my own trap, having such to manipulate. That giving in wouldn't be that bad. That I could easily find a way out. Now I am trapped. I've been imprisoned by the addiction that I brought to myself. That giving in was too good and finding a way out turned to be the hardest thing.
Despite such, I must let go.
If you never owned it, let it go.
If you don't deserve it, let it go.
If you know it's for the better, let it go.
If you think you're strong, let it go.Labels: heart, letting go