letting go is letting happiness in.

Let go of the grasp
That holds you down.
People will walk out of your
Life. They will appear as a
Visitor taking an hiatus in
Your own world.
They will be bright
And wonderous. They will give you
A taste if the unimaginable.
They will make you want to change
To become more like
Them.
But they leave.

They all do.
With attention spans
of goldfish they move on
to the next shiny rock
With excuses which do
Nothing but destroy your
Bruised heart.

And then you are left with the
Memory. This is what love is;
Memories. We fall in love
with the feelings brought to us
From past guests

do not be fooled.
They will not bring
you happiness.
Become a friend
of your own. Learn To love
Yourself the way you desperately want to be loved.
The happiness will flood in.