Letting go

I do my laundry a few of your dresses are there. I fold them to put them in their drawer one last time. you are no longer mine, so you might empty these drawers out one day soon. it will be the last time I wash your clothes. I will be letting you go. we had our time together. many wonderful memories were made it was short-lived, but that was what was meant to happen. A love that burned so bright, that it burned itself out. it's time to let it go.