Let me go. Don't make me hold on to my memories of you, with such a grip that I miss the new chances of happiness flashing before me. Let me go. Let my conscience know that I can move on from you. Let me go. Release your tight grip on the song I listened to most during that time we were acquainyed, and let me enjoy it again. Let me go. Allow me to trust again, and move on with my life, instead of always standing in the back of my mind, with that cute smile and big brown eyes, whispering, "what if.." scenarios and "It could've been better with me.." play-by-plays. Let me go. Let me be free of your poisonous love.
Written by Courtney Eberhard