Goodbye Baby Poem by Luciel Dawning

Goodbye baby.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
The words feel sour.
I’m going, really.
I’m never coming back.
You’re sour
You’re wordless
You’re the aftertaste.
And to think that I’ve tasted you all these years
Without ever touching you
At all
…
Goodbye.
I’m going.
Waiting for you forever was the worst
Believe me
For once, believe me
…
You were a ghost in the sky.
The truth is, you were gone long before you became a ghost
And I was a ghost before that
And I was ready to do anything