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One Last Goodbye


If only I could turn back time,

I'd go back to when you were mine.

If only it were that simple.

Even then you didn't belong to me,

But I believed in the possibility.

There was a chance,

A small one for sure.

I felt my heart-strings dance,

I felt the lure.

Myself I couldn't stand,

Though you said I was grand.

Fearing myself a lout,

I was filled with doubt.

I hated myself,

Your love was a book I just could't shelf.

"It's the truth" I was reasurred.

It was then that I began to be cured.

Maybe I really was pretty,

I felt giddy.

Perhaps I was truly loved too,

I was so happy I didn't know what to do.

Then you took that all away,

I didn't know what to say.

It was my doubt in you,

That made 'us' an unhealthy brew.

The one time I screwed up,

Over-filled the cup.

You couldn't handle it,

But I was bit.

You walked away,

And I stayed.

You found another,

As I cried to my mother.

I was told to let go,

And I said no.

But now it's too late 'cause you're gone,

So with this one last goodbye I will move on.

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