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Goodbyes are the only promises I will make.

You can pretend we won’t hang by a thread tomorrow

we can survive the fraying

but from this far away I can’t color you in,

I can’t fit smiles and leaving together like puzzle pieces…

this is the first and last time you will see me cry.

Goodbyes are the only things I will leave here.

Now I seem to slip down all the slopes,

can’t hold myself to the ground without you,

I have always been afraid of the sky

but I’m more afraid of being buried alone beneath my feet

so I will take a running start.

Goodbyes are the only things I will let fall like hope.

When I tell my words to touch you for the last time

you know I will take any excuse to stay here a second longer,

I will write you into quicksand so I’m rooted.

But goodbyes are the only promises I will make.

Give me a different hello

and I will make you a better promise.