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I told myself no tears this time.

Every good bye,

was always so long.

We couldn't bare,

to leave one another.

We both knew,

it could be the last good-bye,

we ever said to each other.

With every good bye,

that escaped our lips,

more pain followed.

Then the time came,

for us to part,

and I realize now,

that the final good bye,

is always the sweetest.



~*~ Jill ~*~