Everything has an end
And sometimes they don't mend
A message I wasn't meant to send
A rule I wasn't meant to bend
I'm sorry for saying goodbye
You, in your foreign land
With you hot sun and white sand
While you're out getting tanned
Remember me in England
Are you sorry for saying goodbye
I guess to my heart I must be true
I wish you knew I love you too
You are old yet you are new
You're not the guy I though I knew
I'm sorry for saying goodbye
Once I'd said goodbye
I thought I should lay down and die
But someone said I should at least try
To spread my wings and learn to fly
I'm sorry for saying goodbye
I wrote this while thinking of two special people I let go. Sorry Lewis and Mark.
YOU ARE READING
Felt from the heart
Поэзияpoetry isn't my strong side but in recent days I've been inspired to strat writing it