If I’d known goodbye was forever,
I would’ve held you a little longer,
kissed you just one more time.
Had a last look at your smile,
before I turned my face away,
so you couldn’t see my tears.
Maybe gone down by the river,
proud of what we’d once had,
but never looking back again.
Hesitated right by our bench,
seeing us sitting arm in arm,
smiling beneath the moonlit sky.
The wounds on my heart,
maybe change into scars,
then the memories can fade.
Some long distant far off time,
I wont think of you once,
from sunrise until I fall asleep.
One day a smile will set hope free,
to go wake my sleeping heart,
to chance love again.
See also the poem I wrote six years on.
It’s been so many, many years since I wrote Goodbye (15½!), life took me and her in different directions. I kept looking back for so long hoping to see her.
After a while I never believed that there would be the smile that would wake my sleeping heart. The smile that did came from a totally unexpected place in April 2022.
That first kiss was so tender, so warm and amazing. My heart has hopefully found a new home.
Heart breaking to read, but beautifully written.
Yes, I wrote it about our breakup about a week afterwards.
The wounds to my heart are still very raw and very painful. A broken heart.