how could love be letting go?
i’ve never really understood that phrase
i’ve always held onto people as tight as I could wanting
to keep them close
to wrap them in my arms
to see the sparkle in their eyes
to know that they’re there
and i’m right here
there’s a certain type of security
in having the ability to
drop anything
at any moment
and be with them in minutes
that kind of love…it’s special
it’s a tight squeeze and a breath of relief
it’s a safety net and a trampoline
so why would i ever let it go?
how could love be letting go?
i’ve never really understood that phrase
until now
until i met one person
and over time i have found
that i would rather let her go
a thousand times
than watch her let go
of the sparkle in her eyes
i love loving her be happy
there’s nothing more that i want from her or for her
so i will be a tight squeeze, a strong breeze
i will be her springboard and her trampoline
a kind of love that transcends special
i want to be the one to blow her away and launch her afar
i want her to go
how could love be letting go?
because to love is to let go
love
is letting go as long as she knows
that i would still drop anything
at any moment
to be with her
even if the minutes turned into days