Its words can always be counted on,
It was always there,
It was quiet, shy, humble and most of all a mystique…
Always standing there, a shoulder to lean on…
A click within seconds, a face that is all too familiar…
An angel in the midst of the darkness
A caring persona, a kind word in the chaos of shudder
A comfort to the soul…
It was the one
It was the part of the soul that completes…
It was the yearning of the heart…
It was a pillar to hold on to
Yet it was also fragile, too gentle for good,
Did everything to strengthen it,
Sacrifice everything to nourish it,
Tried everything to hold it,
Letting go of everything inside to capture its attention
Tender care and watering so it will bloom…
Quenching all to satisfy it
Yet………
And Yet……..
All fails….
All hope came crushing down
It broke into pieces
It shuddered helplessly
It could not be bothered anymore
It did not care no more
It did not even send a kind word
It was an effort put to waste
It was a sacrifice gone to hell
Goodbye is the word
Yes….
Goodbye
Hard to forget but it is time to move on
Goodbye the apple of my eye
Goodbye the thorn in my heart
Goodbye baby of my cradle
Goodbye……
Forever and ever….
Goodbye
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