Letting go

The time is coming up

For me to say good bye and break his heart

I don’t want to say good bye

I don’t want to let him go

But my mother doesn’t think he’s the best catch

She thinks that we don’t match

And she has only met him once

Apparently that was enough

Enough time for her to say that we don’t belong together

It breaks my heart

It makes me sad

To say good bye

Because he makes me happy

He makes me smile

He makes my time be worthwhile

He is all I ever wanted

And all I ever desired

But all the happiness must come to an end

However, my search should never end

The search to find “the one” that my mother, my family, and friends won’t judge

And you may ask yourself?

Why should you care about what they think?

And I would respond, I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I just wished that things would be a bit differently…

S ♥