Letting go

The best things in life
never last
The last days
of it all
Even that
Slowly
becomes the past

Every moment drifts away
From winter to spring
And summer,
that soon turned to fall
It was all a part
Of what we called “Letting go”

But I was not alone
The heavens
cried with me today
Mixed with the tears
that fell
It showed me the way

The paths, that both took
“This is also a part of letting go, look...”
it said,
as the drops
touched my skin
Emotions
at play within
Silently I stood
As thoughts
stirred the mood
There was nothing more
I could have said,
Alas…
This too will pass

It’s not you...
Definitely not me
But I’ve heard
they say
It was just
the way
Things were suppose to be.