Einstein said "a man should look for what is, and not for what he thinks should be."
And so I write you this last poem,
To tell you I have opened my eyes
And realized we were both feeding on the illusion
She would love you
You would love me
And I can see things for what they are
I will never find my happy ending
In a heartbreak
So I know what I have to do
Say goodbye
And move forward
Leave my heart behind myself
In case you stumble upon it and decide
To pick it up and bring it to me but
I have to say goodbye
I need to say goodbye
And take a step forward
Leave my love for you behind
And though I wish you would see
And though I wish you would choose me
What I think does not matter because
What is is painful
And I am tired of the pain
I just want happiness
The way you gave it to me once
But cannot provide any longer
So I have to say goodbye

(I just wish I could say it out loud)

*goodbye