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The Art of Saying Goodbye ...


 

FADE to Black

It has been days since last I've set eyes on you

the thought of never doing so again?

... it tortures me

 

I'd rather lose myself than lose you

and never feel this way again

though I know I will

 

Days seem eternal to a broken heart,

but yet we all know about time

and the way it heals

 

But what if I don't want to heal?

 

Time is a menace! A heartless despot

waiting to whisk away the memory of you

and replace you with another

 

as it has done many times before ...

all of those wonderful moments

reduced to shades of gray

 

Oh, how your smile tortures me!

The memory of it lingers in my soul ...

an aroma soon to fade

 

The last whispers of a dying fire.

 

                 ©September 2008 - Eddie Rivera

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