Bye
seems to be fate
the path being followed
Bye
the thing wanting to be said
but won\'t
words are fleeting
when they used to not
I used to tell you about my world
for the world was you
but mine seems small
the direction amiss
Bye
left at the bottom of the box
last to be pulled
to allow time for
the most happiness to occur
Bye
to the hope that
hope can allow time
for your return
hope got me through
even though hope killed me
Bye to it all ...
the heavy blackness
that endures
For
all I want ...
all I want...
I want is you
to be comforted by you
not moments
stolen seconds
faded memories
but all of time
I want to take hand
and walk into the lighted abyss
for time seems small
when much is given
my soul aches heavily
is It ...
Bye to the naive 18 year old girl?
Bye to a friend?
Bye to a lover?
Bye to a fantasy?
Bye to the last first hello?
Bye to you
or myself?
is it bye that cuts deep
that healing itself can\'t heal
Bye
is the last desire
the last move
the last ever
What fate is bye
when it is unfinal between us
when we never started