Goodbyes

As I stand at the ruins of what we called a thing
I look back and I can't help but
compare you to you
How you make me feel now
and how you made me feel then
when our relationship moved from I can't get enough of you
to weeks passing by without a call
I know the flame is dead
and there's no use questioning
who poured ice water over it

The last time I called you
we talked casually like we usually do
but I was saying goodbye
I knew it was the last time we talk
no one said it but it was so loud
I hid the bit of sorrow the bit of longing
that was seeping through my eyes and my mouth
that was my way of saying goodbye
you had something to do as you always say
you said you'll call me later
When you did not mean it
I said goodbye
and I meant a real goodbye

I'm calmer now
happier and much lighter
I'm not sure if I ever was happy
and I mean real happy with you
I've thought about it for long
when the answer was in front of my eyes