It’s so hard to say goodbye.
I was never very good at it.
There are millions of things I’ll miss.
A million things that will kill me,
When they’re meant for someone else.
Goodbye is watching you go for the last time.
Knowing that it’s for the hope of a real love.
Telling myself I’ll be okay.
That someone will want life with me.
And that’s worth waiting for.
One person not needing me,
Doesn’t mean someone won’t live for me.
Wishing and wanting someone to love you,
Just doesn’t make it so.
Hard lessons to learn, harder to admit.
A million looks on your face.
I’m sure will haunt my dreams.
A voice that will live rent free in my head.
A touch that meant everything to me.
But I’m a big girl and life goes on.
Things change and people don’t want you anymore.
You always knew you’re only worth it as long as you can stay new and shiny.
Once the excitement of something you couldn’t have fades,
I’m just plain old me.
And I never was your favorite thing.
Never for very long.
Never for forever.
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