Bye, I Guess

The only thing harder
than writing my last will and testament
to you (with your heart of cracking glass)
is how hard it is to make the words flow.

I don't think I meant to fall in love
with your troubled thoughts and heart
to match (my eyes seemed to blur as I did)
but now I have to take a leap
over the rainbow and leave you be.

I want to say I'm sorry
because I know you'll miss me
and our little jokes (God knows I will too)
but it hurts too much and feels more numb than anything.

My last good bye to you
is full of teary eyes and and bitten lips
but don't mistake it (Like I seemed to until now)
as anything less
than the love I have for you.