A marriage with a time clock,

The end is near,

Wanting to run away from that clock,

Goodbye is my biggest fear,

Yet there’s no stopping the clock.


How would I cope with being single again?

What words would make my heart okay?

It’s another heartache again,

Another chapter where I have to work hard to be okay,

Will I survive this again?


Truthfully a goodbye was always there,

Whether separated by choice or by death,

Goodbye was always there,

I guess some of us just hope to be separated by death,

Yet I never forgot that goodbye was always there.