Goodbye

How many goodbyes have you whispered
Without second thought
How many have been truly final
Not realizing it then as a lost moment
And now each memory is filled with painful regret
That realization erupts and blackens your vision
Breaks your heart
Steals your breath
Which is not your last

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About Lulu

I take pleasure in the simplest of things. But most of all I enjoy the stillness, there is so much I feel in it.
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