goodnight and goodbye

there will never be

another “goodnight”

an evening’s end

you’re at your place,

I’m at mine

//

not another “good morning”

wordlessly whispered through

slow kisses and

smiling eyes

when you were the first sight

mine beheld in a

sun-splashed room

even though we’d

drawn the curtains closed

//

you’ll never know, but

as you held me that night

so far from sleep,

I drifted off to another place;

where my mind wanders when

internally, I begin to feel

those three words that

any hopeless romantic

is always dying to hear

//

but the three you gave me,

last we spoke

at first, I’d nearly laughed

please, can you tell me

that wasn’t a joke?

yeah alright sure

not even hello

when I’d grown weak and

relapsed —

asked to see you again

yeah alright sure

as if we hadn’t even been friends

let alone, the first boy to

have slept in my bed

//

the gut punch I felt,

when after a week

no other words followed —

not another peep…

//

so I’m left with no choice —

this unrequited love can’t go on

goodnight and goodbye

consider my love for you gone