What makes people say goodbye?
A life of missed connections
Or counterfactuals unfulfilled
A touch too far-
A slipped grasp-
A thought never put into words-
And a cup of tea gone cold
Waiting for the moment that never was.
I wish this had a happy ending…
But the fire’s burned
And no embers remain.
Dark skies come again
As God’s tears for the lonely hearted.
Those who couldn’t say
“I need help”
Those so cold.
Nobody’s gonna die today.
All lies.
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