I had to meet you for,The last time,
Cause something was dying,
And it was not you or me.
I had to see it in your eyes,
Because you refused to speak,
And I didn't want to believe it.
So I called you up,
And insisted on us meeting,
You didn't realize,
That this was the last thread.
We met like we always met,
I was fighting with myself,
Trying to hide my feelings.
This was a guy who had loved me once,
But not anymore and
I could see it now,
I just wanted to make sure.
So I kissed a good bye,
And walked away from him,
Promising myself never to return.
Not then, not ever.
~ A Poem By Fizz, © 2014
