Unrest

In every corner I see you.
 Who ever said it would be easy?
 I carry a picture in my pocket.
 Wherever I go I have you with me.
 I have to let go, guess anyone can see...
 That it's breaking me
 to carry this weight in my chest.
 I'm kept in a state of unrest.
 Ridden with guilt, if I throw this away
 will the memories fade?
 No one ever said it would be easy
 and there is never a right time.
 Always something we wish we'd said,
 but somehow it's always too late.
 No doubt, we thought it could wait
 just a little longer, just until tomorrow.
 If I let go now
 will I remember how it felt
 to always have you with me.
 Even I'm beginning to see...
 Don't mean to let you down
 but I have to let go now.
 Won't let the memories fade away.