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Letting Him Go
  I stand at the edge of the pond
  The fake sand between my toes
  I watch the fish under the water
  Darting to and fro
  I’m fingering the smooth, round beads
  That rest in my pocket
  No longer attached
  To his beautiful locket
  I remember when he gave it to me
  The week before he left
  It had his picture in it
  It was a special gift
  I didn’t know then
  That that would be the last time we would talk
  He didn’t me he was moving
  When I found out I was shocked
  We were here at the pond
  Standing on the dock
  Our bodies close together
  Our fingers interlocked
  His face was sad
  There was pain in his eyes
  I tried to get him to talk
  But he wouldn’t tell me why
  He pressed the necklace in my hand
  And kissed me goodbye
  Little did I know
  It would be for a long time
  I’m jolted to reality
  As a man drives past
  In his little golf cart
  Going kind of fast
  I pull the broken locket out
  Along with all the beads
  His picture is still inside
  I open it, so I can see
  
  It’s been almost two years
  Since he left me that night
  I haven’t seen or heard from him
  It’s almost as if he died
  It still hurts sometimes
  How could he just leave?
  Does he still remember?
  Does he still think of me?
  I know that it’s ridiculous
  To still hope
  I know I need to move on
  To just let him go
  But it’s so hard
  Because he was a big part of my life
  He was one of the people
  Who held me while I cried
  But where is he now
  As the tears run down my face?
  He is nowhere to be found
  Lost without a trace
  I take a deep breath
  Snap the locket closed
  Wrap it in my fist
  And reel back for a throw
  I feel myself hesitate, but only for a second
  The beads and the heart sail through the air
  I hear them hit the water, making soft plopping sound
  And suddenly I’m scared
  What if he comes back?
  Will he be mad?
  I know I shouldn’t care
  But still it makes me sad
  The tears fall faster
  I feel like my heart’s being ripped out
  I know I need to walk away
  And just let the past drown
  
  But it’s so hard
  Because everything I see—
  No matter what it is—
  Always brings back a memory
  But this is the first step
  To letting him go
  I don’t know what’s next
  Only time can show

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