Letting go is all he knows.
She told him to, and so he did,
But feels an emptiness inside
Like oceans full of everything
And nothing
For what has been
Is nevermore:
There’s just an ever kind of ache,
For both the love that went
And all the hope that it
Took with it
She told him to, and so he did —
A bright day in his memory
Outside his darkened room, a warm wind blows
Such things aren’t meant to be
Why is it
Just a scent
Can bring her back
Into a brain
That swears to everyone
That letting go is all he knows
To share is human:
