goodbye

when you came, you brought tears
those that pain the heart
in ways so inconceivable

with a smile in your face
you offered sorrow
you held out your palms
i could only look and take
the knife you so gladly gave

know that i know no rage for you
nor am i bitter
i am pained, i will not deny
but i will never be sorry i've known you

the drops of rain you drew from my eyes
though drawing blood as well
were the only water
that ever drizzled on my deserted soul

i will not give you words
to convince you to be mine
i will not say i can make you happy
words are but words
and even with tears,
i doubt i'll ever win your love

goodbye now, once again
nobody ever said that goodbyes are meant to be said only once
i might say goodbye now
and say goodbye again tomorrow

and maybe, just maybe . . .
after all these goodbyes
i might finally learn how to say hello