Johns Place

How do I tell you goodbye, my friend?
With words too small for all that we’ve been,
Do I speak of the laughter, the moments we shared,
The dreams we wove, and the times we cared?

Do I capture the sun in its golden descent,
Or the breeze that whispered where our time went?
For endings are quiet, like dusk on the sea,
And farewell seems softer than I thought it would be.

I could wrap you in silence, in words unsaid,
But the heart knows the weight of what’s left ahead.
So I’ll give you this—just a glance, just a sigh—
And that will be how I tell you goodbye.

I wait, the clock ticks slow and cruel,
A fool beneath a fading moon,
In shadows where your love once bloomed,
Now silence fills the empty room.

I trace the echoes of your name,
Like chasing smoke that flees the flame,
A whisper lost to winds of change—
Yet still I stand, unchanged, the same.

The minutes bleed, the hours fade,
I drown in hopes that never stayed.
Your heart is locked, its key unknown,
And here I am, still all alone.

I wait for love that won’t return,
For flames that fade and cease to burn.
Wasting my time, yet here I stand,
A dreamer waiting for your hand.

But time is cruel, it won’t relent—
The heart that waits is soon spent.
So I release what once was true,
And stop the waiting—all for you.

I never thought the day would come
When we must part, and I stay numb.
The sun dips low, the sky turns grey,
And in your eyes, I see the way.

The moments shared, too short, too bright,
Now flicker softly into night.
Each whispered word, each laugh, each tear,
They linger now, though you’re not here.

I trace your smile in fading light,
A shadow now, soon out of sight.
But in my heart, you’ll always stay,
Though life may pull us far away.

Goodbye, my love, though not for long,
Our souls will hum the same sweet song.
And in the winds, I’ll feel your sigh,
For love, my dear, will never die.

I stand at the edge, heart heavy and torn,
Watching you drift where I can’t be reborn.
You’re tethered to someone, though I wish it were me,
But love isn’t love when it’s not running free.

I asked for your heart, for a chance to be whole,
But it’s bound to another—half yours, half soul.
Though the stars in your eyes still pull me near,
I walk away, swallowing the ache, my dear.

I wanted your warmth, your laughter, your light,
But I can’t steal what already has flight.
So I let you go, though it tears me apart,
Leaving the pieces of what was my heart.

In silence, I wander, this distance our truth,
Though you hold what I seek, I can’t take it from you.
So I’ll walk away, though it breaks me in two—
Because loving means letting go, even of you.

She laughs with her, and I can’t breathe,
A knot forms deep, I ache beneath.
Each word she speaks, each glance she shares,
Tears at my heart, though she’s unaware.

I see her smile, but it’s not for me,
A love once whole, now cracked and free.
I’m torn in two, in silent screams,
Caught in the ruin of broken dreams.

I’d give the world, I’d fight the tide,
To have her back here by my side.
But she’s with her, her heart entwined,
While I am left, wrecked and confined.

No distance vast or time apart
Can cool the fire within my heart.
I’d move the stars, I’d tear the sky,
If only she’d return, not say goodbye.

My heart is torn, it bleeds for you,
For I know where your footsteps lead,
To someone else, while I wait here,
A shattered soul, a silent plead.

I loved you still, with every breath,
But you’re with her, I feel the sting,
Like threads that pull me piece by piece,
Each memory now a cruel thing.

I watch from far, though close in pain,
As you laugh and love with someone new,
And I am left in empty nights,
A shell of what I was with you.

I ache for words we’ll never speak,
For stolen looks that now seem fake,
Yet still, I hold your ghost in me,
Though loving you is my mistake.

So rip me down, and tear my soul,
For even then I’d long for you,
Though love has turned to aching bones,
I’d break apart to feel you too.