Goodbye

I said goodbye tonight.
I felt him holding me tight.
I started out telling him how much I loved him.
I always thought he was really living in the moon now.
I would just go out at night
and look up at the moon.
And somehow, through the fog, knew, he was really there,
in there, in the moon.
Don't leave yet? . I need you to hold me just a minute longer.
Please! Please?
I used to hate poetry but its not the same anymore.
I think I've reached my calling.
I told him I missed him
I told hi

I said goodbye tonight.
I felt him holding me tight.
I started out telling him how much I loved him.
I always thought he was really living in the moon now.
I would just go out at night
and look up at the moon.
And somehow, through the fog, know, he was really there,
in there, in the moon.
Don't leave yet. I need you to hold me just a minute longer.
Please! Please?
I used to hate poetry;  but its not the same anymore.
I think I've reached my calling.
I told him I missed him.
I told him I grew up since you've been gone. 
Stay a little longer?
"I am ready now." I told him.
Ready to say goodbye.
Been 5 years.
But something else happened to me about the same time..
I told him I was proud of my boys.
And his boys, not our boys.
I said goodbye.
He told me that he would see me again
I wonder how many times...

The End

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