Goodbye

How do I decide when it’s time to say goodbye? The rose tinted contacts of love Stain my vision as I struggle to decipher The difference between what I want, And what I truly need… Am I really ready to say goodbye To the warmth of his touch, Or the feeling of eternal attachment That plagues my heart everytime I see him? Would I be ludicrous to walk away From the peaceful time we share under the sunset And the unparalleled content his presence gifts me? The internal highs just embroider my soul With everlasting joy, and really makes consider If it's really the time to say goodbye… Maybe it’s time to say goodbye, When the highs aren’t high enough To balance the overwhelming grief Of the lowest lows. The consistency of his hurtful words Slowly chip away at the shield of My blind infatuation, And deteriorates the seemingly imperishable adoration I’ve felt up until this point. So although there will always be love That will last the test of time…-- I Think it's time, I finally say goodbye… :/