Seeing Goodbye

He saw goodbye, even
before I opened my eyes
to gaze slowly up at him
he knew how my spirit flies.

He couldn't cage me with him
he knew that would kill me
though I wanted to come and stay awhile
until his passions could fill me.

He sang to me on my voicemail
a country song that made me cry
and think, it may not be so bad to die...

"...oh oh, tell me
that you didn't see
goodbye".