This Time

Standing by the swing set
we spent hours on.
Today you're leaving.
Tomorrow you'll be gone.

Yesterday you said,
with a cold look in your eyes.
You told me you were leaving.
And said one last goodbye.

It caught me off guard,
and I choked on
what I tried to say.
Stumbled on words and tears.
While you quickly walked away.

There's a pen in my hand,
and I'm trying to find
a way to write down
The perfect words
that I need right now.

I don't know what's wrong.
And I really need help.
Because nothing sounds right.
And I throw it all away again.

And I look up at the sky,
And shouted out to try to ask.
For a way for me to do this.
To write it or to say it.
The most brilliant words.
That you'll just fall in love with.

You're ready to leave,
and you're not even turning back.
I try to run up to chase you.
But when you turned around,
I lost the words in my head.
I forgot every single one.

And as you walk away
with no regrets.
I'm left here asking myself why.
I couldn't even get it right.
Not this time.