A Soft, Subtle Sound

When I left your house, I got lost for an hour despite having known my way home
You were an island, and I was a coward, and when I wandered off alone
I drew a deep breath in, I held then exhaled it with a quiet rasp of my throat
A sigh of relief and a sigh of acceptance; the soft, subtle sound of finally letting go

It's because I've learned nothing from dwelling on the past, I’ve slowly learned to rethink my regrets
And to see them not all as defeats, see them instead as all the things combined that haven’t beaten me just yet
And though I’m left with all broken pride to mend
It’s rooted in mistakes I’d gladly make again
And though it’s been a struggle I think in the end
I’m fine with who I am, and I’ve forgiven who I’ve been

So I experience each moment as they occur within real time
And let them softly slip away rather than weighing down my mind
With all the things that don’t mean much within the scope and scale of life Instead I simply let them pass, and dammit, that feels fine

And for the first time in quite a while, I think I’ll be alright