Letting Go…

I remember how you walked in to the living room with me for the first time.

That certain and genuine smile you wore that night gave me reasons to smile.


I felt so happy, you were, too.

We sang, we laughed and on that couch we climbed,

Drunk on rice wine, we set off through the night.


And when you walked out the door long after that,

Wearing that certain smile but with sad eyes,

I felt robbed of all the reasons to smile.

My world crumbled down, I’ve gone numb.


We cried, we fought and suddenly we were miles apart.

Drunk on brandy, you cried over the phone that night.


I wanted to hold on and tell you I want to go on and go back,

But my heart is too weak, I just could no longer concede.

Share this post

Share on facebook
Share on google
Share on twitter
Share on linkedin
Share on pinterest
Share on print
Share on email