I Bid Thee Farewell

As I saunter across your concrete in the burning hot
I think of all the times we have shared and all the times we have not
Thank you for the time but I’m about to say goodbye
Within seven days I’ll leave
And break your heart just like you broke mine
I’d leave you with a handkerchief with which to dry your eyes
But I know you have not got the heart to heave a sob and cry
Many the time I wanted to spend the night with you
But you would rather be with 10 million other people than with me
You’ve got grace, you’ve got charm, you’ve got godlike qualities
And yet you feed upon the misery of the oppressed and disenchanted
Though I will miss you, truth to be told
All the things we could have done
Some days I’ve hated you, others I’ve loved you
It’s undeniable you’ve always captured my imagination
Leaving me wanting you more and more but never satisfied
Your adrenaline is everything I crave and nothing I want to be
Your actions compose the lines to my amateur verse
Photographs of us together demonstrate
How much I really wanted to be with someone else
My dear, what’s going to happen next?
I’ll always be waiting for my train to come in
But it won’t break my heart to say goodbye.
In conclusion, fare well. I hope to see you again.