Goodbye

His voice tortured me.

He apologized; not for all but for some.

I couldn't look at him, I couldn't say one word.

He said it was my fault, but I knew the truth.

He began to cry and I saw someone I used to know.

It was the hardest thing he ever had to do,

I beleve that to be true.

I wish I loved him like I used to,

But too much has happened.

He said goodbye:

Something I've always wished,

Something he's always feared.

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