Good-bye.

It can't go on like this. 
"THE END". 
There is "good-bye" to every story...

And all I wanted was for You - to be my friend... 
This is Your choice, and You don't have to say "I'm sorry."

I did enjoy those times when we
Were innocent, by choice -
I love that state of being!
You gifted me with love and voice:
I'm glad I, finally, speak up my truth -
It's freeing.

I'll miss Your smile and Your gaze,
The way You held me.
Mhhh, with so much passion...
But, mostly, I'll miss Your face,
Your sense of humor, wit, and taste in fashion.

Who knows when we meet again?
It doesn't really matter, really.
You're in my heart. You'll always be.
I love You so...

Now, let me go.
Please, don't make it hard, I'm gone.
Another spring will come and melt away this snow.


April 17. Wishing for something meaningful. Hollywood.