I tried to show no emotion,
tried not to shed a tear.
I even pretended like I didn't care,
the day I found out you were leaving.
Meanwhile, deep down inside,
it killed me more and more each day.
Pretending to say I was glad to say good-bye,
was the hardest lie I ever made.
The days you were gone,
all I did was wish.
I should've told you how I felt,
that you have my heart and I love you.
I never did tell you good-bye,
I let you leave without saying anything.
Not the best decision on my part,
but I know I never could've talked to you in person.
Now I wonder when it is,
that we will see you again.
And maybe I should just take the risk
and tell you all those unspoken words.
Maybe we were meant to be together,
or maybe not.
No one knows the answer
of what could or could've happened.
Wishing that another time,
things could be different.
But at the same time,
the fear creeps in that I would have to say good-bye again.
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PoetryMy first poetry book. The title is not permanent until the book is done so it will be changing constantly until the final poem.