Goodbye to my past

I met you when I was a young girl. I thought our story was a testament of time. With all the ups and downs you would think that if we made it we were the real thing. Then life hit us and you went your way and I went mine. We tried to hold on but in the end we have our seperate paths. I look back and I think was it more hurtful than good to hold on to the familiar. I think that is what got us this far, the familiar comfort of a time long ago that was uncomplicated and sweet. I wish you the best in life and I am forever proud of you. At this point I have to let you go so that I can start anew.