He had to let them go,
Even when he didn’t want to.
Hurting their hearts so low,
When broken no one has a clue.
Of horrible things done,
Come to regret later of life.
Saddened lives always won,
Rifting and rafting all so rife.
Thinking it’s for the best,
What is lost to sit and gander.
The thoughts never to rest,
Secret past to present pander.
They didn’t have to end -
Life and love was their friend…