Goodbye

So many memories, some good some bad

A lot of blowups and come ups

Sometimes making up is easier than breaking up

Ignore the fact our relationship has withered away

We just sit around and cry,

because neither of us wants to be the first say goodbye...

Why would a heart hold on to something that isn't there?

Its as if we are in the last lap of the race we call love

Holding on to keep from hurting feelings

But why care? Is it always this bittersweet?

Seeing what needs to be done but that weight in your heart,

just won't let it happen.

No one to blame just people change, feelings change.

What we think is love is just finding security in us.

Is that not right?

So we trick ourselves into thinking we are in love

Just to escape the tragic future we both see that's coming to soon

Our love once like a bright vibrant rose, so full and vivid, romantic.

Like the rose, dried out, flaking and falling apart but staying together just enough to realize its still a rose.

Just don't know how much longer until we completely crumble down.

I do love you but..

We just sit around and cry,

because neither of us wants to be the first say goodbye...

So let me be the first.. to say.. goodbye.