Let Go, Move On

The past is a shadow that clings to the light, A whisper at dusk, a ghost in the night. It lingers in silence, it echoes in song, But the road ahead is where you belong. Let go of the could-have, the should-have, the pain, The weight of regret that falls like the rain. You are not the story you left behind— You're the breath you take, the strength you find. Move on like the river, patient and wide, Carving new paths with time as your guide. There’s beauty in endings, in learning to bend, For every goodbye makes room for a friend. So loosen your grip, release what won’t stay. There’s freedom in walking your own brand-new way. The past cannot hold you unless you invite— Let go, move on, step into the light.