I breathe a sigh, when he whispers
Goodbye…
I don’t want him to go,
but I know...
He must.
I watch as the plane takes off,
I wave in hopes he’ll see,
but I know…
He will not.
It’s been 5 months since
I’ve heard from him,
I write letters, send emails;
Missing him,
But I know,
Deep down,
He has forgotten about me.
I know,
He never once read a word I wrote,
I know…
I know him.