Telling A Stranger Goodbye

I tried to find you today so I could say goodby but you were already gone,

I was thinking we could talk for awhile for old times sake,

Talk about the weather and I would probably tell you about some song I thought you'd like,

Try just to tread the surface and not delve to deep,

And certainly not speak of what was really on our minds,

No the time to talk about those sorts of things has come and gone,

No reason to mention any of it,

But eventually I'd probably ask you to stay,

So I didn't have to say goodbye today,

Even if I could on put it off for one more day, an hour, a second from now,

Anything but now. I wasn't ready to let you go,

So perhaps it was best you were gone before I got there,

Save me the humiliation of another failure to bring you back,

Another moment of feeling you slip through my fingertips.

Listen to your voice drift away another night,

Watching your glow slowly burn out,

Until you have turned to grey and I don't know the person who lives behind those eyes,

I don't know this person, she is hurtful and confusing,

Cold hearted and self absorbed,

Too self obsessed to even try to be any kind of a friend,

No this person,this stranger, this new you, i honestly can't stand her,

She took your place and when I speak to this person it just makes me sad and I miss you,

Back when you used to laugh at my jokes, Instead of talk to me with icy words,

So I guess you left a long time ago,

And this goodbye is perhaps long over due,

Too late in fact because there's no one to say it to,

I wish I could cry over you. I feel like I should.

But I'm not. My eyes are dry. They are filled with a sadness that can't be expressed with tears,

A still and quiet sadness that settles in your bones,

The only thing that remains of my time with you,

So now I've come and though I feel its far too late and you aren't even here to hear the words,

I love you.

Goodbye.

Reviews

[felioness]

Very sad...well expressed..

[Baby Ricochet]

Man dude that's sad. Reminds me of one of my X'S who suddenly just turned on me. It was f**king cold man. The poem "Shards" is about her