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… :/
Copyright © Enoch Naklen | Year Posted 2020
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