Learn To Let Go Poem by megan whitehurst

Love is lonely do to you. The past is history 'get a clue'. Uncaring eyes look back at you, then you see me and i see you too. I remember how we use to be, before you let me be, before you stoped caring about me. We all have to learn to let go of the things we love the most. because they need to grow, and just so you know if we didn't let go then you would never know if there's some one better for you out there.