Letting go

I'm letting go. Slowly. Painfully. I'm letting go of the death grip i had on the uncertainty about us. I don't want to feel this way anymore. I'm living my life, day by day, hour by hour, still wishing you'd be part of it, but ultimately you're out there, living your own without me. I'm done reaching out for you. If you want this connection, you know where to find me. If not? Then i have my answer. Painful one? Yes. Sad? Also. But I'll survive. I always do. I just wish I didn't have to do this without the person i want next to me.