This is the last thing I'll let you know,
Before I say goodbye,
Before I let you go..

I forgot the reasons that brought on this end.
Wiped back the tears that I let fall.
Changed your title as my friend.
Unraveled your lies and figured it all.

I found the answers to the questions I had.
Spent all of my time trying to know you true.
It seems I, somehow, banished your bad.
I guess, it was because, I really did love you.

Now all I want, is for you to know,
Why I'm saying goodbye,
And why I'm letting you go..

I see your face through every crowd,
And within the moments you're not even there.
The silence became extremely loud.
It seems, I lost myself somewhere.

The knots in my stomach became undone.
As you continued to walk, in my mind, you grew small.
My journey backwards suddenly begun,
And I swiftly remembered it all.

The moment you had first taken hold of my hand.
Posed for a photograph with that crooked smile.
Times when, together, we would stand.
Or walk, if not even, for a single mile.

So this, my dear, I hope you know
I've said goodbye,
But I can't let you go.

I took back every single word I had ever said.
Tore out the chapters from the story of us.
Broke everything in sight, if only within my head.
Woke up one morning, and boarded that bus.

The glimmer in my eyes dimmed down slow.
I recanted the first smile that welcomed you that day.
Collected up the pieces of my heart, and decided to go.
I gave you one more look, and then turned the opposite way.

I see something beautiful about this earth.
The way It spins around endlessly with no stoppage time.
The way it allows us to create life and existence.
The way it allows us to find ourselves.
There is inner beauty in front of our very eyes.
Behind every corner you shall see how breathtaking
this earth really can be.
The cultural differences between us and them is something
so remarkable but so many don't comprehend.
The different aromas are so significant.
There is more to this world than what
your vision is allowing you to see.
If only you people
would allow yourself to explore in depth
because when the end comes there is
nothing worse than regret.

You're the princess in the tower.
You're the minutes in my hour.

You're the question and I'm the answer.
You're the music and I'm the dancer.

You're the lie and I'm the truth
You're the evidence and I'm the proof

You're the tear beneath my eye.
You're the reason that I cry.

I often wonder if the faces that appear to me now will appear to me in the future. Most people go their seperate ways and live their lives, they become unaware to what they used to have.

Childhood appears a blessing. Memories enchant me. Time is everything. But I am a ticking bomb the book is about to close. I worry about what is ahead of me. And then it hits me. You're now saying goodbye to those special people. Those people who touched you like no other. Those people who made you laugh until it physically hurt you. And then someone whispers in your ear and says "hold on to those endless times of laughter because that is all you have now and those faces may never appear in your existence again."