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The Goodbye I Never Got to Say



Drawing of a girl dressed like a clown

I never got to say goodbye

or that I'm sorry for the way I treated you.


I didn't realize how much

I could have hurt you.


I've made so many mistakes

but not telling you how I feel

is number one.


You see, at the time,

I wasn't quite me.


But there's no need to justify

because I don't deserve your forgiveness.


I deserve your hate

and malice.


But I wanted your love.

You sheltered me from the storm going on outside

and I pushed you out into it.


I was hurt and didn't how to love.

I would have ripped out my heart and hand it to you.

A part of me still would.

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