Leave it be
I’m not yours and you don’t belong to me
Man, you have to let it go. You really, really have to let it go. Let it burn. Let the smoke fly. And be free.
Or, as Cheryl Strayed wrote in Tiny Beautiful Things:
“I’ll never know, and neither will you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, it was important and beautiful and not ours. It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.”
Or… “Let ’em eat cake,” as Alexz Johnson would say.
Johnson is a singer-songwriter from Canada, and she put out one of our favorite albums in 2014. Have a listen to “Let ‘Em Eat Cake” below.