If you love someone, let them go, though your ego be dragged kicking and screaming to the exit....though your dread and tears foretell great lasting longing and regret.....let them go if they must -- because you must....and anyway what choice do we have....?
A book was written and rewritten, Then maybe lost or maybe hidden, Then reappeared once again, Was read with joy and soothed pain, The book about life and death, The book about all this mess.