Even to this day you still torture me
The memories we made—together—will stick with me for the rest of my life like pollen to a bee
You see, no one made me feel like you did, honey
Sure, we had our bad days, but our good ones were just that much sweeter, and full of glee
Pushing you on the swings, watching your vastly growing smile on your face gave me the greatest euphoria there could be
Watching your eyes blithely match mine after a corny joke sent butterflies shooting through my veins, making any pain flee
I saw you grow; sprout out of your former shell; something only I could see
Nothing kept me going like imagining the bride’s bouquet – your bouquet – flying high over your head; making a statement—you only want me
So, soar, and leave our memories behind, like an island lost at sea
Move onto the next, but unconditionally,
Know I’m sorry for the disatorious ending, that, I know, we can both agree
You deserved better than our twisted reality
I hope you enjoyed our brief time together – pure beauty
So – when you fly so high, do me a favor: don’t forget me
Goodbye Munchkin
