What Happened To Good-Byes . .

Walking Away Without a Goodbye . . .

It's like never ending a sentence,
Like a book missing the last chapter,
It's like The Story of You And I
Has never finished being told . . .

Like not seeing the pieces
That shatter just as you walk out the door,

The tear that drops to the ground
And rips open my heart,

Leaving me to play the same
Memory over and over again in my head,

Being haunted with each and every single
Thought that reminds me of you.

Knowing that there'll never be a Goodbye
That you're never coming back . . .