Let it go
Have you seen how the raindrops cling to the moist leaves after the storm has passed? Its almost as if they were afraid of the awaiting grass... As if they knew they would be no more once they fell. Maybe their melting into the ground below, though their destiny, is their hell. Have you felt when you are with who you feel is your love that you must cling to them for ever more? Almost as if you were afraid that if they left, if they broke free of your embrace there would be for you no place no... Sign in to see full entry.