Goodbye Poem by mr fresh Isabs

I steer, what a beauty to behold
Shines so bright like a gold
Don't fall too deep I was told
But my attention was already sold
When you are cold
I was there to uphold
When you did wrong I scold
To the little ones our story was told
Now only memories I hold
Our love was strong and bold
We held hands in corner n on the road
Sometimes I wished we could remould
But it has gone too cold
In amazement my hands I fold
I thought our love has grown old
And able to withstand stronghold
In pains as my wrong thoughts unfold
So it goodbyes, we just have to let go