I always find myself wishing,
wishing for love that seem lost,
wishing for life,
life?
Yes,But how can i know,
the secrets of life.
when i only cling on memories,
that are meant to fade.
i find myself wishing,
wishing that i would wake up,
to abright new day,
with everything i want,
by my side.
i now find myself,
i now know am enough,
enough for me.
I received a call to let go.
Now i let go of the ties,
let go of the memory of us.
My soul at rest.

pressthepoet.