She Held On, He Let Go!


She says there is a beauty in letting go,

He says holding on is much more beautiful!

 


She lets go of her whole heart,

Her dreams that were whispered to the empty walls of her room,

Her desires becoming something more than a name,

Her stubborn joy for life,

Her innocence,

Her soul

All while loving him!


Without the weight of empty words,

Not needing any assurances,

Unknowingly they sign contracts of the soul!

A silent promise binding them forever!

Holding hands through the rough paths of life,

They walk forward

They cry,

They grieve,

They love!

TOGETHER!

No words

No grand gestures

Just two souls!


He holds on to the versions of herself

Which she LOVED about herself!

He holds on;

To the delicate bond that binds them,

To those dreams that made her eyes shine,

To the desires that drove her life,

To her smile that showered nothing but innocent love,

To NOTHINGS of life that were shared with her!

To her soul that loved him!

Throughout the journey he sees her losing herself

In bits and pieces!


It shatters his heart into pieces,

Breaks his lenses that see the beauty in holding on!

All confused, he tries to find a way to keep everything together…

She picks pieces of his heart all while laying her own down,

All while her hands bled and her soul fled!

 


At this moment, he learns to let go of her,

So that she can hold on to herself!

She learns how to hold on to the version of him,

That has learnt how to let go!

 


They’re still together,

Only now the difference is

Now she finds beauty in holding on,

He says letting go is more beautiful!


-            Pallavi Kabbinahithlu

 

 


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