Spoiler
Written April 20th
Goodbye
Lavender and cream stationary,
the smell of pine, and
a lonely guitar in the corner
is all you’ve left me.
You always used to say
that love was for fools and
I guess you finally believed
what you were so seriously telling me.
You left one last voice message
last night. I won’t see you again, and
your robotic-sounding words
seem to staple that reality in my mind.
Pine floats in the air,
the words, “Love is for fools” echo in my head,
I’ll never be able to say a proper
good-bye.
