A Different Kind of Goodbye

Rewriting Memory

I wished I could’ve said it in a different manner
Then again youth comes with vagary and caprice
Some facades will eventually crack or break down
And eventually the truth seeps out piece by piece

But it wasn’t so much me understanding my true worth
It was knowing that there was a promising path
And yet in the confusion and chaos of it all
I fumbled it badly and didn’t do the math

Maybe I was meant to go down certain roads
Maybe we were meant to meet then go our own ways
Maybe I just wish I had said a different goodbye
In a memory that feels like a dreamy haze

The should haves and would haves really don’t matter
At this point it’s in another universe
Remembering my frustration is still cringy
I may rewrite it but won’t put this in reverse