I'm grasping at the ropes,
Trying to keep you moored.
Even though the smoke of hopes,
Flame is long obscured.
It's hard to let go of what we had,
To forget the best of memories.
So I try to dry my tears and be glad,
As I let you sale 'cross your own seas.
The hardest thing you'll ever do,
Is let go of the one you love,
Or let go of someone who loved you.
And recognize the one above.
It's hard to see beyond this bend,
Still I do not glance behind,
For what is done, what has an end,
Is graven deeply in my mind.
But let these scars heal in time,
For pain does numb,
And focus on the forward climb,
And be the knight I have become.