It is a tradition for cowboys to have one final farewell by putting their boots on the saddle pointing backwards. It is hard to watch that final farewell for someone that you know.
I watched the horse as they led him by,
With boots pointing to the back;
I nearly lost it right there,
They’re praying on emotions I lack.
It just felt so final
I guess he’s really gone
I never fully believed it
I kept leading myself along
I barely kept it together,
As I watched him walk on by;
I felt my heart breaking again,
How could he just die?
I thought that I was over it,
But apparently I’m not;
How do you just forget someone?
Not even give them a thought?
I never really expected,
To be effected this way;
I thought that since he was gone,
I could just push him away;
But my wounds are still so tender,
No matter what I may show;
How am I going to ever move on?
I guess I just don’t know
I try to push it back,
And try to lock it all away;
I just pray that I can move on,
And get over him someday.
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