You Left

I hate to say goodbye,

But on Sunday you will leave

Marching forward in a straight lined heave,

You better succeed.

Otherwise,

Don’t let my heart bleed.

Come on and breathe,

Take in all the things in life that you can achieve.

Don’t forget to take heed.

I hate to say goodbye,

Even now as I sigh,

Time is running amuck and slippin’ by.

Why?

I’m screaming out in a war cry,

Tears pouring out my eyes.

Pop,

Fly.

Just like when rain splashes out of the sky.

Just hurry and leave,

I hate to deceive.

But,

Right now my heart is throbbing right on my left sleeve.

I wanna run for cover

Please just let me grieve.

Inside I think maybe…

I died.

I hate to say goodbye.

These feelings are signified.

They create emotions that are simple yet magnified.

Yet, all that’s left to say

Is the thing I fear the most..

I wanna dash away.

So tonight I’ll just pray

And I know you’ll be okay,

God,

Hopefully I can say

That hated and horrible yet well thought-out cliché:

Goodbye