One Last Goodbye

It's time for one last goodbye...
To end all of the goodbyes we've said.
All of them have made me want to die,
And have made terrible, confusing thoughts form in my head.

Who would've known that goodbye would be our favorite line?
A line to escape our thoughts and feelings.
I've often found myself crying, wishing you were here.
But tommarrow is a brand new day, and it brings new things I fear.

So here's to the nights I've felt alive,
The nights where I shed tears we both knew I'd cry.
To nights with you,
And nights I've spent trying to forget you.

There's no way to tell how you really feel about us.
With you, it's hard to read in between the lines...
I love you, I've always loved you..
It hurts just thinking about all of our times.

If shame had a face,
It would look like mine.
And if it had it's on home, some kind of place;
It would be my eyes.

I'm shameful for all the times I've hoped for you.
The times I cried over you.
The times I've spent with you;
Trying to get closer to you.

I've got lightening in my vains,
And thunder in my chest,
All wanting to come out,
And put you to test.

To see how we are,
Where we'll end up.
If we're meant to be...
Or meant to be split up.

You've got me up against a wall,
Making me choose what to say,
What will bring about my fall.
Because either way, you know you won't believe what I have to say.

There's a cold winter up ahead,
And I don't want to go it alone.
But because of things we've left unsaid..
It seems I have no choice.

It's hard to say the things unsaid,
Because the perfect words seem so wrong.
I wish the words I need to say would sound more romantic,
Instead of coming out frantic.

So all these unsaid things,
I'll leave unsaid.
I'll bite my tounge,
And leave them for dead.

I know that you're no longer mine.
But I keep praying, hoping, someday, some time;
That we will be again.
But I'm just being too hopeful... Too romantic.

I know we may not have made if forever...
That was never my intentions...
I wanted to live for the now.
The present...

I've lived a life before you,
Without you.
But it seems so unbelievebly fictional...
That'd I've lived with you my whole life.

I won't ask you...
Because you'd never tell me.
But I think I know you well enough;
To know you never felt the same for me.

I'll never be the same...
From all the words you said in vain.
From all the poisoned words that came from you lips...
From all the poisoned lies I drank in.

From the heartbreak and the pain,
From attempts to make me go insane.
To all the times you made me believe;
"Here here"! You did succseed.

Your kisses still linger on my lips...
I'm begging you, tell me when I'll get over this.
I hate to say I miss you so,
And that I thought our love would grow.

I knew I may not have a future with you,
But I wasn't ready to let go.
And now we'll never know...
If we'd have made it.

"I miss you" could never describe how much I need you.
Can we ignore the present tense...
And get back to what makes sense...?
To feel alive and be together?

I wish I could get into your head.
To match all of the standards you have set.
I wish I could be your treasure;
The girl you've been waiting for.

But I'll never be.
And I'll never meet your standars.
I'll always be the same girl...
Who didn't quite make the cut.

If we should pass eachother by,
Let's not exchange uncomfortable 'pleasantries';
Let's just keep it simple.
A mutual understanding of what we knew would happen.

And should our roads cross more than we had planned,
Let's reminence on the times we've spent.
And on this last goodbye.
And know that we shouldn't even try...

So here's to the times we've spent together...
The good and the bad.
Here's too all the goodbyes.
And to the last one that makes me terribly sad.