a poem but at the same time an open letter

Where’s the good in goodbye?
When it leaves you crying,
broken and so empty inside.

Where’s the good in goodbye?
When all I have are memories of you and me
that are never come back.

Where’s the good in goodbye?
When I know my heart will be lost
without you near me.

Where’s the good in goodbye?
Honey do I have to spell it out?
Goodbye will simply mean the end of my life.

an untitled poem by a rebel kid

If I could paint rainbows in the sky
I’d do for you
Just to see you smile
And say “I do care for you”.

How I wish you’ll see me too
See these dreams I have for two.
But there’s someone else you love
And all I have are dreams thereof.

And if I’d find the perfect rhyme
To let you know these feelings of mine
Will you say I love you too?
Or turn your back and just say adieu?

goodbye...

Counting on days gone by
175 days since I said goodbye
Tryin’ to figure out what went wrong
Like the lyrics of an old heartbreak song.

I remember you, I remember me
I remember all our memories.
Can’t feelin’ how bittersweet
The times can be.

I feel the cold wind blowing on my face
Along with the memories I cannot erase
Try hard as I might
I’m still having lonely nights.

Yesterday is gone and lost
It faded just like the snow
Like the love we used to know
Forever gone, so I let go.