Literature
Good-Bye
Good-Bye you say,
as you walk away.
puddle of blood,
red as the sun,
as it sets behind the hills,
far past the horizon,
you are leaving and chasing.
Leaving me here
in my own,
sorrow and regret.
The past is a brutal one,
yet all meant for the end,
and the ride to come.
The future is saying hello,
as you say good-bye.
I'd do anything,
to keep you around.
Call my name,
and let me know.
White as snow,
my face becomes,
As you leave,
causes me,
to see the ghost,
of you in my past.
Travel through time,
to make things right.
So far in the past,
you are out of sight.
One day my love,
i hope to see,
you in the future,
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