There's a fine line separating the state of holding-on from that of letting-go.
It is a very fine and grey line, but nonetheless there, dissecting, disconnecting, dividing, creating a this-and-that, a here and there, perhaps even a now and then.
Why is it so easy to physically change the state of things in but a millionth of a second's time and yet mentally that millionth of a second so often instead transforms into what seems an eternity?
Why do we hold on and what is it that prevents us from letting go?
Conversely, what drives us to let go and why ever feel the need to hold on?
Do we stifle ourselves with the holding part or free ourselves by letting go?
Does holding on equate to safety and letting go to callousness...
-Or-
...is it cowardice by he who holds and bravery by who opts to bare no strings?
Alas, it's not as simple a thing as black & white, much more complicated than a play on words, and ultimately a matter of time, a millionth of a second stretched out an eternity, as one pretends to dangle over a world that lies beneath their faltering feet.
I'm feeling this man. its so much easier to say I've let go than it is to actually do it. Why we chose to hold on i guess only we know. either there are hopes of returning to what once was, or not wanting to lose that feeling. it could also be not wanting to believe the pain you've been through. So you trick your mind into thinking that if there is hope for you and them in the future, then the past with them wasn't so bad. Sorry, I can tend to rant at times lol Good observation!