Tristesse

Mon, 08/05/2019 - 01:05 -- A Finch

I turned to leave forever,

For my time to go was nigh.

Our eyes met one last time together

As we both muttered goodbye.

 

And yet...

 

All the words I wished to say

Were all said with your eyes. 

Only eyes could ever betray

Love lost to sad goodbyes.

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