The Art of Letting Go

by BethSHeartbeat

He didn't realise what he had until it was too late.

The Art of Letting Go

Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go

If only I'd realized sooner, if only I'd not told her not to look back. It wasn't until she left that I realized how much I cared about her, I thought that what I felt was a close friendship as I'd never had one of them but it was in fact a deep love and I know that now. A love that will haunt me for the rest of my life, a life of 'what ifs' and 'what could have beens' that haunt both my waking hours and my sleep.

If I'd known I'd loved you then life would be a lot easier, in fact by now we could have had it all but I lost out and now I have no chances put that right.