Today I heard Hope.

Hope that letting you go is okay.
That probably we'll meet again someday.
That not knowing what fully happened is totally fine.
Because probably God had better things defined.

Oh, what I'll do to hold those hands again.
See that smile on your cheek.
Or the way your eye shines when I try to act smart and make you squeak.
Babe, what happened between us I can't fully recall.
Maybe that's my heart responding to a broken call.
Or maybe my mind had played tricks on me.
And does not want the good memories to leave me.

Anyhow I'm moving on.

As I turn I carry this hope.
No grudges, no faults.
No bad things in the past nor the good stuff I still anticipate.
As I sleep tonight I'll erase them all like a day's waste.

As I rise in the morning I know I'll smile.
Because for months I forgot how it's been to wake up weightless and happy at the same time.

Best of life to both of us.
Again, I loved you but I will no longer be dwelling in the past.