Letting Go

Letting Go 

Think not that I still, when making tea,

Take two cups out; one for you, one for me.

Think not that I lose myself, in your hair,

Each time I find a strand so fair.

Think not that I, when homeward bound,

Check the window, hoping you'll be found.

Think not that I reach out, in the night,

To feel your touch, or hold you tight.

Think not that I miss, our morning embrace,

Or the way you brightened my waking face.

Think not that I climb, the stairs with glee,

Expecting you to reply, when I say "hello" to thee.

Think not that I, through old photos, wade,

In search of moments, for which I've stayed.

Think not that my heart races, when someone I see,

That looks like you, but is not meant to be.

Think not that I wander, through places so fair,

Hoping to find you, waiting there.

Think not that I miss you, for it cannot be;

In truth, I've set you free.