Is it love to let go,
Or is it love to stay?

In matters of the heart, we ponder,
As night turns into day.
Sometimes love is a peaceful river,
flowing freely and unconstrained,
Releasing what we hold so dear,
For a greater love to find.

It takes bravery to set a cherished spirit free,
but it is in that act of selflessness that we witness
Love's truest form.

So, is it love to let go or love to stay?
Perhaps it's both, a kind of dance,
The delicate choreography of love.
For in letting go, we find strength;
In staying, devotion's display,
In the balance of these choices,
Love's enduring, come what may.
© anshika 🤍