Let Us Be Free

[orchid aspen]

Dear,

 Do not think of me

If I am only a remembrance of what used to be
I beg, allow me this plea
Let the memories of "us" flee

 Worries and uneasiness

The constant feeling of sadness
Talking only leaves us breathless
We always end up restless

 A mystery; how we bewind

What we had, had never been defined
Forget whatever was, leave it behind
It was never meant for us to be entwined

[fierce hinge]

it's a bittersweet thing, having to let go. knowing you'll feel better, but you have to go through worse first. good choice of words and flow. it's my first time encountering the word bewind. would add that to my vocab 🙂