I’m broken inside,

please stay the night,

this is how I say goodbye.

Being complicated isn’t fun,

especially when not everyone agrees you are.

Aren’t we quite tough in the morning,

to deal,

I whisper,

“I do not see her,”

to keep my mind at ease.

Just because I can do something,

doesn’t mean I should.

I’m living under old ways.

Dig a hole,

this is your last letter,

choose your words carefully,

then throw them away.

Don’t let this chance pass you by,

I love to watch you cry.

This is how I say goodbye.