I was the type of person that held on things to tight
Unable to release my grip and although it gave me blisters
My fingers used to ache. I always thought that holding on was worth the pain it takes.
I used to thing in losing things, I would lose part of me too.
That slowly I would also become someone, not a no one.
Then one day something happened.
I dropped what I also thought was wrong and my soul beamed lighter.
Instead of being full of fear
And, it taught my heart some things , they don’t last for long.
Some things they arrive to teach you a lessons
And then continue on, don’t cling to people, that’s not the way to go
Who no longer makes YOU
Then most times the thing you’re fighting for isn’t worth the effort
Embrace the struggle and let it make you stronger
It never lasts.
No one can ever replace the unquestionably “You”