Goodbye
There are so many words I wish I’d said,
I think about it every night as I lie in bed,
So many,
Scenarios,
Conversations,
And possibilities whirl through my head,
Why did it end like this?
What could I have done differently?
But I’ll never have the answers,
And you won’t either,
Because you’re not coming back,
And I’m tired of talking to a tombstone,