Saturday, 8 November 2014

Leave

You held my hand, 
You told me,
"You'll one day grow,"
You told me,
"Into a wonderful man."

You said that, 
You believed that, 
But how am I meant to believe?
When you left me, 
Left me to feel all this pain.

You taught me to be you,
And each day I try to prove,
I try to let go and move,
But the grasp you've got,
It doesn't want to leave.

Unlike you.