A poem for English 392
Letting Go
By Andy Straub
I try to forget the past,
I know nothing can last forever
but it’s hard to admit when it’s time
to let you go, my friend.
I know you have a wound to mend,
and I wish things could have been different.
I wish we could go back, my friend,
to when you smiled when you saw me,
and we always had to be with each other.
But I know you have a wound to mend.
Still, I want to catch all the tears that fall
from your eye, even though they’re the same tears
that I made you cry.
I try to forget when we first met,
each hug and kiss that I will miss.
Once again you, my friend
are stuck here in my mind.
And maybe it’s a sign
but when I look into your eyes and all you do
is cry, I know it has to be the end.
By Andy Straub
I try to forget the past,
I know nothing can last forever
but it’s hard to admit when it’s time
to let you go, my friend.
I know you have a wound to mend,
and I wish things could have been different.
I wish we could go back, my friend,
to when you smiled when you saw me,
and we always had to be with each other.
But I know you have a wound to mend.
Still, I want to catch all the tears that fall
from your eye, even though they’re the same tears
that I made you cry.
I try to forget when we first met,
each hug and kiss that I will miss.
Once again you, my friend
are stuck here in my mind.
And maybe it’s a sign
but when I look into your eyes and all you do
is cry, I know it has to be the end.