Relief comes in knowing that I am walking my path
And that I no longer must control you, limit you,
For you, too, have a path to traverse,
And I must let you go, so you can meet your path,
To find your way, to free your soul,
So I declare an end to our strange pas de deux
And without turning a blind eye to your needs,
I simply open my arms and allow you to fly.
You have told me in your own way, that you wanted this.
But it has taken me far too long to see it.
I know, now, that I must, must let you go.
For in this way, you will heal and grow.