The Last Goodbye

I never knew the value of her existence;

Until she rushed off, leaving only her essence.

A paper slipped into my hands as I gazed at her,

And I realised we could never again be together.

I did’nt have the courage to open her letter.

No amount of tears made the situation better.

Even before I could process all the moments,

My heart pulsated with lament.

I had always seen her as a thorn in my life,

But her absence felt like being stabbed with a knife.

I read her last goodbye and turned to quiver,

With no adieu left to whisper.

-EJ