No words come to me in the quiet after.
Salt trails down my cheeks, into the hollow spaces you left behind.
Every touch turns to sorrow, every breath feels heavier—
Because it's over. Because you're gone.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
You were the sky stretched wide, endless and whole.
You were more than just a fleeting moment.
And now, all I have is longing—
A future rewritten without you in it,
A life I have to live without ever knowing
What could've been, what should've been you.
Did fate shift its course with the beat of a wing?
Did I lose you because I never begged the heavens to let you stay?
Every tomorrow has turned to dust,
Scattered in the winds of wasn't meant to be.
So I whisper words I don't believe—
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
You were bigger than the whole sky.
You were more than just a short time.
And now, all I have is longing—
A story that never got its ending,
A love that never touched the sun.
I will never meet
What could've been, what would've been,
What should've been you.
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