P.S.


This is it, this is goodbye,
No sugar coat, no soothing lie.
No bottled message left behind,
No hidden clues for you to find.

All the words I wouldn’t say?
I’d saved them all for today.
A thousand words aren’t enough,
Nor are a hundred photographs.

I’m sorry that I made you wait,
Made you worry when I was late,
Made you wish I’d been there more,
So it could be like it was before.

I wish I could wrap some time,
Good memories, and a rhyme,
In tiny boxes, make them two,
One for me, and one for you.

Thank you for feeling like home,
When I wandered here on my own.
Thank you for not giving up,
Even when I had had enough.

Thank you for wandering with me,
Down random thoughts, and random streets.
I don’t know why it has to be so hard,
When ‘goodbye’ is just one spoken word.


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