There is a point,
when we must let go.
I've tried my best,
to let you know.

I've done what I could,
I was honest when asked.
I hope your future,
is unlike my past.

I hope you help,
him heal to the full.
I hope when he pushes,
that you'll always pull.

That you won't give up,
like we did before.
You won't end up like me,
regretably torn.

I know you understand,
you're honest with me.
You know there's a lot,
I have yet to tell he.

It will come in time,
with friendship I hope.
But telling him now,
will not help me cope.

You understand when,
I told you all I thought.
Everything you asked,
as my cheeks turned hot.

My hands would shake,
the lump in my throat.
It would be harder with him,
I want to let him know ...

But sometimes things,
they just need time.
So I sit here in silence,
with thoughts that are  mine..