goodbye is so painful, let’s say hello.

i miss you in every word i [don't] write about you.

don't think that i didn't [forget] the joy.

don't think i don't know the truth [about] us.

don't think i know how to love [me] anymore.

is it weird if [i] hold on to hope?

that someday, in the [still]ness of the morning, i'll look up and see you.

and i'll remember what [love] meant to you then.

and i'll remember what [you] still mean to me.

and i'll finally be able to smile and say, hello. 

let's never say goodbye again, okay?