How long has it been?
Years or maybe just seconds.
Time is now a dream.
Some goodbyes hurt more than others.
This goodbye hurts the most.
Never again, I didn’t know it would be never again,
I tell myself maybe one day,
Maybe one day we will say hello again.
You will tell me another secret.
We will laugh again.
I wait for that one day
I hope for that one day
Each night I whisper goodnight.
Each morning I say good morning.
But those words have no value,
When all it really means is goodbye, again.
How can one word end something so sweet?
Something so beautiful.
How can one word be so eternal?
End so much?