Things I wrote on 10/28/09:
A simple touch,
a blink of an eye.
A whisper of words,
and a bittersweet goodbye.
The wave of your hand,
the shine in your eyes.
It all disappeared,
with a bittersweet goodbye.
He'll take your hand,
and tell you why.
But you'll still cry,
it's a bittersweet goodbye.
So next time I,
won't be the one to cry.
It's not that bad....
having a bittersweet goodbye.
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