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I always disliked saying, "goodbye"...It always made departures seem so permanent.
For me, they never were. Or at least, I never believed them to be. Well, I was always sure of it.
Sure that I'd see you again. Sure that we'd always be.
Sure that we'd always speak and then, sure you'd remain with me.
So I never wanted to say goodbye. It was like, I was sending you away.
Now, I wish I said goodbye, on that day I walked away.
I knew I wasn't coming back, that I had no intent to.
I knew that I was leaving, going far far away from you.
I always disliked saying, "goodbye"...but I never did tell you so.
I didn't want to say goodbye because, I hadn't fully let you go.
I should've just said goodye! Maybe, all the pain would've ceased.
I should've just said goodbye...but now it's too late, and we're deceased.
I moved on too soon, I never got my closure.
Now you're gone, who knows where; and your memory is growing colder.
Pretty soon, it will be a block of ice, and I can't even sleep at night, too haunted by what was once you and I...
Why, didn't I just say goodbye? Why, didn't I just say, goodbye?
Why, didn't I just say...goodbye?