You don't lose people, people lose you.

Holding on to something is hard, but what's even harder is when you have to let it go. When you love something you would do everything to save it. You would give not only everything you have, but what you might have losing it. But the problem is that, we don't really know when to let go. When we have walked miles with them, that we're so afraid to walk the road alone. When they became our world, that we become alien on our own. When they are our home,  and we are scared to become homeless all along. But we should know when to unclench the fist that has been wounding its own. We are not just another forced conversation. Let go not because you gave up, but because you have given everything up. Let go of those that makes you feel useless, as a comb to bald people. You're not a cup of coffee they need only when they are cold. Because sometimes, we're so busy holding on to something, that we forgot to hold together the broken pieces of our own.