How do I say goodbye to you
When we never really said hello?
Is it any easier to walk away from the seeds of a friendship
Never given time to root and grow?
(Grow into what – a bigger friendship? I don’t know.)
And how is it possible to miss someone
I hardly ever see?
How can I know if you were my hero,
When you rode into the sunset
Long before the credits rolled.
How can there be a formal end to something
Which had no real beginning?
My love was always wrong.
Fool that I am, believing in true happiness,
Thinking that my fairy tale had come true,
And my "Knight on a Shining Star" had come to stay,
When he only came to say goodbye
