Saying Goodbye Isn't Easy

There's something about you.
I could never put my finger on it.
When I was with you,
I felt if i fell back,
You would be there to catch me.

But that definitely changed.
I realized that you were never there.
Maybe once.
Not even twice.
So, this is the last poem that I write about  you.

But you will always be there.
In my heart.
You will always be apart of my tear.
Apart of me -
And everything....

But this...
This is going to be
The last poem you hear.
The end of this mess.
Good-bye. If only it were that easy.




(I know it's bad... It was just one of my goals.... not to write a poem that rhymed.... so.. sorry.)