Today I lost an important person in my life. The more I tried to hold on to you, the more you shrugged my hands off. So I let go. How long should I struggle to hold you back? Because once someone told me 'Let go of the person you love, if it's meant to be he'll come back to you.' What if you don't? What if you never return?
That night I was a wreck. A mass of nerves, with a heart so heavy it would have dropped to my feet. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't focus. I couldn't sleep. To let go is the toughest. How could you let me go this easily?
But why should I blame you for this? No promises. No compromises. No future.
We all have it planned in our head. Three months from now and you'll be the happiest person alive. Does your past hit you then? No. You are happy. So you forget the people that never really meant anything to you in the first place.
But you meant the world to me. I lived by your words. And they keep coming back.
Will you ever come back?
Will I ever get my kiss in the rain?
