The hardest part of giving up is letting you go...
These nights of hers always seem the same...
She'll sit and think of you ... She'll cup her hands and press them against her eyes trying to catch all the tears shes' cried for you...
She doesnt want to waste anymore....
She'll sit and think of the memories.... She'll hold those pictures tight up against her chest... Shes sick of looking at that face she use to know so well..
She doesnt want to tear them apart anymore...
She'll sit and think of her body... She'll touch her skin and slide her fingers down her legs... She'll suck in her stomach hoping it wont return to size...
She doesnt want to look into that mirror anymore..
These nights of hers are all the same... But for once she knows this times different...
She knows she never gave up on you... She knows she never gave up on love...
She knows how much she loved you... She knows she would have died for you..
She knows the time is right.. She knows you've changed...
Giving up isnt in her... But she knows she has to let go...
She'll never forget, but shes ready to let go..
She has a hard time walking away.. But shes seen you do it so many times so maybe she's caught on by now...
A tear rolled softly down her cheek... She picked her head up and breathed in..
As her hand dried her face she whispered, "Im letting you go..."