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I Must Let You Go So I Can Set Myself Free

When all of this is over, when I can lie in bed without remembering that you once lay next to me, when I can drive past “our place” without recalling the times we cuddled, laughed and fell asleep in each others arms, when I can just get through a week without allowing my thoughts to wander towards your playful smile, your fuzzy head of dark hair and the way you furrow your brows as you read—then maybe, just maybe we can still be friends.