T1W10

There is a nebulous distinction between "moving on" and "letting go". People have disparate ideas- some take it as a growing process; others let it destroy them. By hanging on to nothing, it seem impossible to get on with life. Only realising what's gone is not retrievable after much self-delusion in grief.
I had been stubborn, and refused to listen. I believed that all is worth it, no regrets when I look back. Now, it's a maudlin story of the past kept in the heart for reminisce- the redolent of long-lost innocence... which is no longer extant.