I can look you in the eye
And know it is time.
I can the say the words
And you won’t know it’s a lie.
I can turn around
And never come back.
Saying the words is the easy part.
It’s the force behind the voice.
It’s the ability to not look back.
It’s knowing you are there
And knowing everything you lack.
It’s not saying good-bye,
But meaning it, that I’m through.
That’s the hardest thing to do.