I wish I didn't have to let her go,
The person I was, the one I used to know.
I wish we were two separate beings,
But she was part of me, still softly seen.
She deserved to heal, to find her way,
To breathe in the light of a brand new day.
But I had to step away from what felt wrong,
Even though that part of me had been with me so long.
She carried my doubts, my fears, my pain,
And though I've moved on, some scars still remain.
I wanted to take her hand and let her see,
That she could be whole, just as much as me.
But I had to walk away, to make my stand,
To claim the man I am, to take command.
It wasn't easy, it wasn't fair,
To leave behind the one who used to care.
She deserved her healing, too,
To find peace, to start anew.
But in my heart, she still holds space,
A part of me, a tender trace.
I can't go back, can't unwrite the past,
But I carry her love, deep and steadfast.
Though I've let her go, I still wish for her grace,
To heal the wounds time can't erase.
I am the man who stands today,
But she's the past I'll never betray.
I wish we both could heal, somehow,
Two parts of one soul, finding peace now.