Good byes….

Never Say Goodbye

Why you have to go.

 

Some part of me goes,

Every time i shake your hand

to say good bye.

 

I know the tear

Waiting to fall,

And your shaky voice,

Saying that you are fine

But telling me that you are lying.

 

Why this sun has to sat so early

Why you have to go before its dark,

Why can’t you do me a favor,

Why can’t to stay forever.

 

Distance is inevitable,

but togetherness is choice,

and no matter how hard it comes,

i vow to choose you

Because some part of me goes,

every time i shake your hand

to say good bye.