Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The Time I Let Myself Grieve

Things happen when you’re just not ready
Things happen when you’re just not looking

I wasn’t prepared when it all happened
I wasn’t ready to say ok, it’s ok to go

But I said it and I meant it
I had to let you go, holding your hand
But it didn’t make it easy by any means
I promised you we’d be ok
I kissed your forehead and squeezed your hand
You moved your eyebrows up to let me know you heard me

I wasn’t ready to let go of your hand
I wasn’t ready to drop the tears that were building up

I let go of your hand and told you I keep you close
Always in my heart

You left us then
You slipped away peacefully

And I let myself fall apart, more than I’d ever done

And I knew the more I let myself grieve then
The better I'd be 
I knew the pain would ease just a little easier 
from all the other times I'd keep it locked away

I was able to say good-bye 
I was able to say good-bye and that meant the world to me

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