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GOODBYE

Gray skies gather where once the sun would rise,
and I still see your shadow in the falling leaves.
The trees bend low, as if they too remember
the warmth of your laughter before the wind grew cold.
I reach for you in the empty air,
but only silence answers back.

Once, the world bloomed in colors of your name,
each petal carrying the promise of forever.
Now the garden is withered,
frost biting at the edges where roses used to thrive.
I wander through it, lost,
like a pilgrim searching for a shrine that no longer stands.

Over and over the seasons have turned,
yet still I wait for the echo of your step.
The rivers freeze, but my longing flows on,
aching beneath the ice of this endless winter.
Even the stars seem dimmer,
as though the heavens mourn with me.

Days stretch thin, empty as bare branches,
their silence heavier than snow.
I count the hours not in light but in absence,
marking time by the spaces you no longer fill.
Every dawn feels like a wound reopening,
every dusk a reminder that you will not return.

Beneath the sorrow, love still lingers...
fragile as a last leaf trembling in November winds.
It clings, though it knows it will fall,
drifting into the darkness where you have gone.
I hold it anyway, though it cuts me,
for letting go feels like losing you twice.

Yesterday is the only fire I have left,
and I burn my hands trying to keep it alive.
I whisper your name into the night,
but the wind scatters it across empty fields.
Still, I cannot stop calling...
even if the silence is all that answers.

Evermore, I will carry you in my winter,
like a secret flame hidden beneath the snow.
Though the world may forget,
I will remember the spring we once were,
and in the quietest hours,
my heart will ache its soft, eternal goodbye.

Copyright © Freddy Rymbai | Year Posted 2025

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