My Goodbye To Him Poem by Soraka Starchild

I was wrong
and selfish.
I now see the way he looks at her,
with his smile,
and his great blue eyes shining.
I don't deserve a boy like him,
and he deserves better,
like her.

Now I take in a deep breath,
remembering all the times we shared,
and slowly let it out,
letting go of those few memories,
but I can't
and instead sit down
and watch the world go by,
and mine come crashing down.
If I could say any more words to him
the only one would be goodbye,
but I can't
for fear i shall cry.