Just Not Ready to Let Go

Every movement is a hassle

And every exhale is a sigh

I’m too old for the world around me now

And it’s too late for another try

Every muscle is aching

And although both my knees are week

That’s not a sign of infatuation anymore

But the burden of broken memories

Still I’m just no ready to let go

To let go

Every moment is a struggle to recall which came before

But I have each one written down on a yellow post-it note somewhere

Keeping track and keeping score

And I’m just no ready to let go

To let go

To let go

To let go

No, I’m just not ready