Letting go is difficult,
More than it would seem.

After all,
The rope around my wrist that pulls me back to you,
The one that burns and scars my wrist,
Would hurt much less if I let go.
Although this connection is harming me,
I can't help but still love you so.
But I have to do what's best for me,
I have to let the rope go.
Maybe,
Just one day,
After the scars it left have healed,
We can talk again,
But please, leave the ropes behind.

Letting go is painful,
But not as painful as holding on.