Goodbye

You’ve already lost me, and I am not coming back.

I don’t understand how you were able to drive a person away by trying so much, isn’t trying suppose to make it all better.

But then again, I think that, that was the price you were willing to pay in order to get what you want.

I suppose it doesn’t really matter to you that you have now become nothing more than an awkward glance down a hallway, a distant memory of what was, A reflection in the mirror you can no longer recognize.

All I can say to you now is goodbye, I’ve packed up and left long before you’ve realized.