Hardest Goodbye

January 29, 2018
By , wilmington, MA

I sit on your front steps
Looking at the door.
You’re gone now
And I didn’t see that before.

I cried my share of tears
But now they won’t come out.
I was stupid for the way
The way in which I treated you.

Looking at your picture
I begin to cry again.
And all I can think about
Is that I just lost my best friend.

I know it’s all my fault
I should’ve been there for you more.
But thinking in this way
Won’t keep my heart at bay.

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