The day I met you,
I could tell.
I could tell that you would be my first heart break
And the man I would always consider
As the one who got away.
I knew from that very first moment
That I would never get over you.
Years down the line
I would see a copy
Of your favourite book
Or hear a note
Of your favourite song
And suddenly
This emptiness would become present
It would start in my stomach but spread
like cancer.
Because no matter how much I tried
To convince myself,
on that very first day,
That we would would last forever
I knew
Deep down
That we were always meant
To say goodbye.