Let Go

You clutch and cleave, but they still leave, and you're partly to blame

Sorrow is written on your heart and face and "stranger" is in their name

You tried and tried and failed and failed, exhausted in the end

All your efforts and your shortcomings together have cost you a friend

You cry, you're crushed, your heart is broken. Yet, you have resolve

Your friend may never see you like this, but your husband sees it all

He sees the mess you made, the mess she made, the mess itself

He sees you look around, wondering it you'll lose someone else

The truth is, it is your fault, though your pride tells you what she's done

It's your fault because you held so tightly that one phone call left you undone

It's your fault because you could have tried harder or shared how she hurt you

But time is up, the deal is done, and there's nothing left to pursue

You breathe a breath of relief and of brokenness all at once inside

Was she a thing you caged in your heart when you were supposed to let her fly?

Fly, she would, though she would blame you that how you letting her go was wrong

Maybe you couldn't handle the reputation of always driving away everyone

The friendship is over, despite your love and failure, and you can't afford to sit and think

Because if you do, you'll cry some more, and then call and tell her what you think

It's time to let her fly, even if she always hates you for it

It's time to let go, to never again pursue it.