I have spent so many years believing in “too good to be true”
Threw my last coin in the wishing well, and finally got a goodbye from you
I never really let go of anyone, I stuff them into dark corners of my brain
Every now and then a painful prick reminds me of who remains
I threw my last coin in the wishing well, knowing I didn’t stand a chance
But I woke up this morning to your letter, an abrupt change in circumstance
Somehow in all of my day dreaming, star gazing, rainbow making
I missed the toll that keeping you hostage in my heart was taking
And though it ripped a little in my solar plexus, I know now it will repair
And when I search for you inside myself I know you won’t be there
Threw my very last coin into that wishing well, took a chance on “too good to be true”
I received the strangest gift today, and really let go of you.
—
Leah R Chatterjee
Let go of that “dark”, “prick”. Go ahead with yo bad self.
Lmfao