The last goodbye you said~ A poetry

The last goodbye you said~ 

We were so close to the end

when I tried to stop the storm, you. 

But how could I stop a storm 

with my tiny hands? 

I called you seven times, 

but you didn't pick up any. 

I ran faster than I could 

but you became the light, 

faster than anything. 

When I needed a hug 

you gave me a goodbye, 

filled with thorns. 

I held it like you 

I have it like you. 

Goodbye is what 

I am left with, 

So I think it's you. 

Because you promised 

I'll be with you in many forms. 

~Praphull🖤