Just "let go" says people They say it like it's easy They say it like I could just forget They say it like I could wipe off the memories I wish I could I really wish I could But I can't help but hold on I can't help but hold on to the strings of what once was I can't help but think things could be different My hands are full of strings I hold tightly I keep holding on to more, More and more strings Now my hands bleed I stare at my bleeding hands Weak and injured I let go of the strings finally After a while my wounds heal But the scars still remind me daily I hate that I held on for so long I hate that I miss you I wish I could forget you I hate that this memories are still persistent I hate you or maybe I love you I loved you even more than I loved myself.