...to let go

[twistedpoetgal]

I'm not ready...to let go
of your presence
your scent
your ability to make everything ok

But..I can't feel you...
and your scent was long ago carried away by the wind
and hearing you telling me it will be ok...its futile

I'm not ready to let go...
I've lost myself in the thought of losing you
consumed by confusion
all I'm sure about is...

Daddy..I'm not ready to let go of you...