Hi
I’m sorry
i left
I don’t know how to say goodbye
(Okay maybe i do
But if i did then i would’ve never left
Ergo no goodbye needed
at all)
I’m sorry for you if you feel sad that I’m gone
It feels weird to think that my presence could cause
(That)
I spent so much time thinking about how everyone else would feel once I’d leave
i just got tired
And so i left
(Or I guess
Ran away)
Anyway
I’m sorry
I’m sorry i won’t ever say hello again
I’m sorry i won’t ever say sorry again
(You know
face to face)
But this’ll have to do
and for that
I’m sorry
(I’m so sorry)
But
Good bye.
About the Creator
Harleen 🤎
just some words on a page, but they mean so much more than that✨🤎 :)
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
By D. J. Reddall5 days ago in Fiction
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