Goodbye O’clock

I saw you smiled in such a dangerous way like something so hard to understand, in front of me, but you did it perfectly beautiful. By time, I knew it’s a kind of a goodbye; your goodbye’s killin’, so deep.

What is the saddest part of leaving, you asked,
then my laughs told myself not to tell you,
your absence is always here, always exist.
And it keeps me awakening.

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