The Final Goodbye Poem by Eman Awad

Day one,
i'm not missing him at all.
Day two,
well, some thing aches my soul.
Day three,
i wonder what he's doing now?
Day four,
i'm thinking of him some how.
Day five,
i can't stand it when we are apart.
Day six,
calls out for you, my sad heart.

Who said i can live for a while,
without seeing him or hearing his voice?
Who said i can forget his smile?
but i have to as i don't have the choice.
How can i go through a whole week,
without drowning in his eyes and his talk?
My heart is getting old and weak,
days pass me by like very old man's walk.
There are years to come and still,
i can't deal with the gale of goodbye.
Life without him is a living hell,
sadness and lonliness and tears i cry.
The final goodbye may come one day,
how will i survive it with such a heart?
What will i do, what will i say?
i can't stand my life when we are apart.
But when it comes i'll be strong,
i'll spread the ashes of my love over lands.
I'll release stars to where they belong,
we won't survive the final goodbye,
but my heart understands...