The Long Farewell
I’m not good at long goodbyes
As a matter of fact, I’m not good at goodbyes at all
But watching you slowly slip away from me
Is the longest goodbye I’ll ever endure.
I want to grab you and pull you back
But its grip is stronger than mine
And I fear it is winning
How could this be happening?
As I lie next to you at night and count every breath
I wonder what it will be like
When I reach over some night to touch you
And you’re not there.
Will I feel your presence or will
There only be an empty spot
And a cold pillow in your place?
Something that is too horrible to imagine
How I’ll miss your laughter
The warmth of your body lying next to mine
Because you filled an empty spot in my life
That was only reserved for you.
Remember that night at the White Barn Inn
When we sat at the bar
Our eyes locked in loving silence
Oblivious to the others around us?
Now that you are gone
I think about you from time-to-time
Warm memories, our memories
But please forgive me for moving on.
Copyright © Philip Mygatt | Year Posted 2019
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