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She Lets Go

I flew over the city

And suddenly,

the buildings became dots.

Clinging to pride no longer mattered,

at all.

Waiting for a spark

that would never turn to flame.

So I let go.

With grace,

that echoes through generations.

With love,

that didn’t stutter.

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Let It Die So You Can Live

The past came to teach you. That’s its only purpose. Keeping it in your life is not love - it's ego. A bruised, immature need to feel wanted. To be accepted.

This is not an attack.

This is a narrative to help.

To help you move on.

To do yourself justice.

To rise as a stronger, more complete woman.

Just because a man does not want you sexually, or as a partner in life, does not mean you are worthless. Your value is not defined by a man’s attention.

But it is shaped by how well you treat others.

By how deeply you know yourself. If someone has to spell out where you've caused harm, then no — you’re not as self-aware as you think.

I see so many women clinging to their past — wrapped in nostalgia, masked as “friendship.”

Texting. Checking. Waiting for a sign.

And I see men, who don’t truly care, entertain it out of politeness. They don’t want to hurt feelings (they may even enjoy the attention) — but their silence, their blurred boundaries, do more damage.

Funny that I’m writing something that appears to defend men. I’m not a die-hard “men are trash” feminist. In truth, I am simply a woman’s woman. Even more, I am a human's human.

Which is exactly why I speak from this place - a place of awakening, a quiet cry for us to love ourselves.

Not selfishly.

But rooted in truth, wrapped in deep appreciation for who we are when we choose honesty over illusion.

We’re not equal - not in every way. But that’s the beauty of it. We each contribute our strengths. That’s how we build a world for our children. That is, in fact, what makes us equal.

 

One of the hardest things in life is staying true to your values. Being brutally honest with yourself. Asking the uncomfortable questions.

So let’s ask one.

If you think keeping an ex-fling in your life is a healthy act of love — think again.

Yes, you can get over someone and genuinely wish them well. You can celebrate their happiness, if the relationship ended in peace. If it died a natural death. But anything born of ego, of confusion, of being chosen and unchosen over and over - that will never be the kind of love that sustains you.

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Keeping the past close doesn't serve love. It serves revenge. It’s not “checking in.” It’s hoping they’ll “see” you again. It’s pretending to care, while secretly asking: “Why her, not me?”

If you were honest, you’d admit it — you want to be wanted. Not out of love. Out of ache. You are not wrong for feeling it. But you are wrong to feed it.

Trying to gain their attention while undermining their new love doesn’t make you stronger. It shows a lack of self-respect - for you, and for whoever may be trying to love you now.

The woman he’s with now? She knows him in ways you no longer do. They strip each other down — in honesty, not just flesh. They’re building. Daily. Moment by moment. And you are not part of that.

If you treat her as a threat, ask yourself: a threat to what?

Not being chosen doesn’t mean you’re unworthy. It means that connection wasn’t aligned - sexually, emotionally, spiritually.

And when you can’t accept that, you don’t just block him from healing - you block yourself.

You block the very love you say you crave. You don’t want love. You want attention.

“Love and abuse cannot coexist.” - Bell Hooks.

So let go.

Not out of bitterness, but truth.

When you realise it wasn’t love - just ego dressed up in longing - you’ll stop clinging.

You’ll do yourself justice.

You’ll become the kind of woman who values her self-worth so deeply that she no longer seeks proof of it in old attention.

Because deep down, you know:

He may have enjoyed your attention - but he never had the intention.

p.s. this applies to men too. But I can only speak from the place I know: that of a woman.

And I want women to rise.

To be better - not in comparison, but in character.

I expect us to move with deeper intuition, to lead with love - not longing. To become examples, not just for ourselves, but for the children watching us become.

So rise.

Be the ripple of a wave that changes the world.

Be truth. By loving yourself deeply enough to let go and allow peace and happiness to enter your life… and theirs.

#poem #simplethoughts #simplewords #love #freeyourself #BeAWoman #strongwomen

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