All ease, and with all these painful deeds it all cease.
Just at that moment,
your thoughts are read,
from your beautiful face,
the taste of your bitter words emerge.
What of this world?
Why the constant betrayal,
Loving you was wrong,
leaving strong hearts so frail.
Forgiveness is needed,
I love you should have been said.
Instead, goodbyes have become best friends.
embracing the orange light,
sunsets in mourning
wiping the tears from your face as you cry.
why is it so hard to always say goodbye?