Warming up to goodbyes
Is something I feard most.
Finding comfort in leaving,
Even looking forward to it.
Planning words to say
When I last see you.
Debating if I should let you know
Or let you get the call.
And even if you do one day,
You have to promise,
Not a single tear to drop.
I'm sure you wouldn't cry if I got married.
Succeeded at my job
Or won a prize.
This is the same.
The same feeling of relief
I no longer put away.
No longer "one more day".
This was the last.
Last drop,
Last laughter,
My very last of smile.
Don't cry if you remember me.
I wouldn't want that.
I wouldn't want to see your eyes red,
I wouldn't want to hear your voice break.
If you remember me,
Just for a slight moment,
You have to promise
You have to smile
You have to go on.
Life never ended
It never does
We just get separated
Into different worlds
YOU ARE READING
Aren't you tired of being a human?
PoetryYes, tragedy isn't a lantern But how many stars have you seen in the light? Poems to tear out your heart and sew it again Original poems by me. About depression, suicide, heartbreak and more sad stuff.
