i finally understand now, like an ongoing epiphany.
you were just trying to be nice when you said we could still be friends,
but how could we be?
how could we be friendly in a way we’ve never before?
feeling nothing when we spoke or want to be nothing more?
when you said your goodbye, you said it as your last.
you will not keep in touch, to you i’m just your past.
if i knew what i knew now then, when i first saw your face,
our unexpected ending would have never been the case.
i was planning to wait, for you to find your way
but once you said goodbye, you had nothing more to say.
so ill say farewell too, but not in the same manner,
it won’t be my last, i have more in my planner.