Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I think that the hardest part of moving on is letting go I used to believe that they were synonymous boy, was I wrong I've moved on plenty of times with plenty of people but I never truly let go of him I was afraid that if I loosened my grip and really let go, I would never hold on to anyone again (which I know now to be utterly false) So, I again loved and lost and loved and lost but now I am faced with the same familiar dilemma of coordinating my demands with my extrinsic muscles and unclenching my fists that I have so tightly latched onto you (I just can't seem to let this one go) -
0
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
a lesson or an exception
I think that the hardest part of moving on is letting go I used to believe that they were synonymous boy, was I wrong I've moved on plenty of times with plenty of people but I never truly let go of him I was afraid that if I loosened my grip and really let go, I would never hold on to anyone again (which I know now to be utterly false) So, I again loved and lost and loved and lost but now I am faced with the same familiar dilemma of coordinating my demands with my extrinsic muscles and unclenching my fists that I have so tightly latched onto you (I just can't seem to let this one go) -
alexis-martin
Written by
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem