Goodbye Letters

Feels like clouds today

The sky is gray

The sun been hiding for a while

People walk by the window of his car

Look in, lock eyes

Betray their thoughts with a smile

‘Cause you know your gaze is cold and distant

Your stare could chill in an instant

This January air

But why refuse an old friend’s offer

For a warm ride in a car

From here to there

He’s inside in a store up the street and you wait in the car with

too much time to think

Your brain is playing movies of past, present, and future

You made up your mind, you know what you need to do here

Aching for freedom and peace you chose your path

Crafting the life you someday hoped would come together as a work

of art

Now it remains

Unfinished abstract images

On bits of canvas

Scattered round your heart

You had some laughs while they lasted

Some joy before you cast it down

Fleeting moments, like bubbles that float through the air

Then pop when they hit the ground

Now you’re tired of bubbles and dreams

And magical moments that burst at the seams

And old faces who swear you remain friends

All the while knowing no one really knows you in the end

And now you’re writing goodbye letters

On the armrest of the backseat of a stranger’s car

You’re writing goodbye letters on the armrest of the backseat of a

stranger’s car

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye