Never spoken.

Not anymore.

People just stop talking.

And drift away from you.

You want to call them back.

Beg them to stay,

But you don't.

The distance becomes greater.

The hole in your chest, deeper.

Goodbye

You whisper it.

Trying to give closure.

For yourself and your mind.

It never works.

Now saying it is overrated.

Except for me,

Goodbye