How Is It?

One, two, three, four, five
Once I caught a fish alive
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
Then I let it go again.

Why did you let it go?
Coz it bit my finger so
Which finger did it bite
The little finger on my right.

Things that I have let go, things that I still hold on to. How is it that she saw some improvement in this when I don’t see any progress myself? I caught them all, but I had to let them all go one by one? Will this last one slip right through as well? Will I never see them coming true? When? How? Why? Or rather why not? Do I really have to? What really is the factor? Me? You? Or Him? Us? Them?

I can’t help it!! But could I, really? For You, I will if I have to… Just for You!! I promise!!