The Last Goodbye (poem)

The last time I saw her

was the last time I ever would,

so I watched her go.

I stood and remembered

how once we were so close,

how we laughed and smiled.

I remembered the puns she hated,

and the movies she loved,

and even her favorite drink.

I remembered all the things I wanted to say,

but never could tell her,

so I wrote thousands of hidden words.

I could have remembered everything,

but that couldn't change what we had become,

that couldn't stop the eternal goodbye.

So I stood there and watched her go,

remembered everything and whispered:

“goodbye”.

-Zero