Gone

To make me feel as if I was important, was unfair. Why tell me this and know you won't be here. You filled my mind with happiness and sunshine. But you're leaving, so the moon has to rise. I don't know if I can stand another goodbye.

As I listen to your voice when you speak. I can feel the air beneath me. I look around to see I'm flying. With my hand in yours. Now I feel I've been locked behind doors. These doors of memories and sadness. Leave me here, and those memories I'll soon forget.

You tell me not to hate myself, but I do. Do you feel this way too? Some nights I stay up and think. Why did you go in a quick blink? You always said keep your head up. But right now down looks pretty good.

For now and forever, I hope your life will be much better. Now that I'm out of your way. You won't have to hear the words I have to say. Thanks for not telling me what was wrong. I guess you handled it on your own.
Gone