Let It Go

I threw it away, into the deep blue of the ocean. I never wanted to see it again. I never wanted to be reminded of what it had stood for, or what it had meant to me. It had meant nothing to you, it was nothing but an empty gesture. Yes, I knew that at the time you gave it to me, and still I cherished it. It helped me to remember the smiles that had once existed. Existed before the tears began, before the lies were constant...before your heart turned cold.
You wonder if I miss it? You ask if I regret abandoning it in a place that will hide it forever? No, it was a relief to let it go. I remember holding it tightly in my fist. But then, without a whisper of regret, I opened my hand and let it go. It was so much easier than I had expected it to be. Instant freedom filled me. Freedom from questioning, from broken promises, false hopes and shame. Yes, shame, for having kept my eyes closed for so long. "There are none so blind as those who will not see." But I see now, and I see clearly.