Category : Poems

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I used to think that loving you was the only thing that made my heart full.
Then in that same loving beat for you,I crumbled at your goodbye.

Could a simple bye be so good or is it merely the good that comes with the bye.

How low of a feeling that hardens my heart,when you said goodbye.
I am playing with the good that merely comes with the bye...

So the bye is as good as my joyful and trembling cries.

What good is there then in the goodbye, when all of the beats in my heart would rather die?

I can now laugh at the recall of my sighs, knowing that the bye was all for my good, even if it was just a sincere try.

A try at being good for you and make you all mine.
You bring me to this high only to say goodbye.