I wrote this poem last month. Letting go is the toughest thing in life. I am still learning the art.
As I let you go
I see an incomplete self in me.
As you take that final bow
I feel an insatiable me.
As you bid the final goodbye
I feel an emptiness in me
As you are not with me
The world suddenly gets scary.
As you promise to never love me
I look for ways to live on
As I finally let you go
I am yet not free.
© Written by Garima Mahajan

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