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Letting go or holding on

I can’t help myself from looking back, I often do.
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Your dark bedroom I searched for love in.

in your bed seemed so familiar

even though I couldn’t understand why…

You were in the other room/place while I was with him
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taking in all of your essence.
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Day’s turned into weeks then months and years

and even before then it was always about forgetting.

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I knew that moment in my car
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Our story hadn’t even begun.

If no one does anything to make things happen, nothing will and opportunities can pass by quickly for that particular moment.
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It happened!
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I laugh at the innocence of my curiosity of your house closets.
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How I always felt a strange home like feeling in your presence.
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All the memories my heart held were enough to make me search for you again.

Smoking bud,
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long ass drives with no destination…
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One decision changes it all.
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Poof!  It’s over.  How can we allow people we enjoy so much to just go away.
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I always fear this is another Passing moment.  I wonder if this time I have made you feel enough.
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Mornings,

your bed once again

this time it’s different… surprises left by you everywhere

… OK, here’s my heart….
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Nevermind!
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Continuously
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I’m full of doubt.
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Is this real,
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will we stay

and this time will you remember my name?
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I let go…
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I hold on…

I let go..
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I hold on..

I let go.
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I hold on… and won’t let go~

Michele Renee

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