Its time to say goodbye. Yes, I thot you would be here until tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, then next week, next month, next year, finally till the death separate us.
I thot so. Maybe you thot so. I don’t know. But, baby it ain’t my decision. It is yours. You decided it.
Crying? No, I am not. I’m smiling to you rihgt now. Because I have to thank you for every things you’ve done, and we’ve done. I am happy to love you. Happy that I have had you in my life.
I have nothing to say to you,now. It’s just something like a letter. A letter that won’t you read. Never.
It’s time to go now. Oops! I don’t know who’s gone? Me? You? Oh c’mon…. baby it’s ok if you’re gone. I’ll turn back and go home. Alone. Then I will walk slowly with the shadow that seems like you.
And after many steps, I looked toward to you, and saying “goodbye”.
It’s the farewell. Like Bon Jovi’s song, it ain’t a love song. Goodbye.