Never Letting Go
While missing you my dear is hard. It’s your malice that keeps leaving it’s mark. I always lose. All this grief is never letting go…
You look so different when you ARE with him. Oh the light that lit your face is duely and justly dimmed. Though his loving never shows, just like cigarette smoke to clothes, your hands are never letting go.
If I could break away I would. Just to free myself from your hooks. I would take your hands from off my neck to give me one last breath. Just so I could scream, let me go. Let me go…
Though our history is nothing but a mess… at least I tried to live my life like I know best. It’s inevitable we’ll both struggle and stray. Like an old red wine stain, our past is never going away. No the past is never letting me go. No the past is never letting go.
