Goodbye.

If I’d had the courage to ask,
And to tell you I’m not happy as well,
We’d have taken off our fake masks,
But I didn’t, so not-a-word we fell.

I wish you’d let out a call,
But your lips were pursed tight,
No plea for help in the fall,
Eyes locked on fading light.

It’ll hurt me to know memories fade,
And that my sadness will pass by,
I’ll hold onto the stories we made,
And the things we soundlessly shared inside.  

Why did you end so foolishly?
In black attire and dark, misty eyes,
I’ll say my sorrowful eulogy,
A soft farewell and sad goodbye.