Let Go

Let Go

By Dominic Ceballos

Every time I wake up,

I reach for a coffee in a cup,

Going through us.

From the memories we had,

Everything we did,

From the good and the bad.

I carry this weight with me,

Of you and me,

And I’m dying, still hurting.

Can you not see?

I guess you can’t,

From all the smiles on your face.

I was destroyed,

When you packed your suitcase.

When you looked back,

Only to say goodbye.

I was killed by the pain,

Said nothing but cried.

I’m tired of this hurting.

I’m ready to let you go.

Though I’m still wondering,

Are you a friend or foe?

But time will tell,

After I’m free.

And I am hoping

That you are ready to see

All the happiness I get,

And all you’ll feel is regret.