holding tight

if loving means 

holding loosely 

then I don’t know how to do it 

if holding on tight 

means being destroyed 

then I guess I’ll be destroyed 

and I guess I’ll rebuild 

slowly 

and be destroyed again 

sooner or later 

but I don’t know 

how to let go

I don’t know

how else

to love 

written in light of the passing of Nate’s grandfathers and in reflection on life and death