I said goodbye to you tonight.
There were no words,
No eye contact.
You didn’t shrug your shoulders, dismissively.
We didn’t turn our backs on each other and walk away one last time.
It was as if I was looking in a window at you.
It was as if you forgot I existed.
I’ve always been better as a lovesick romantic.
Leading man never really hung well on me.
I’ll miss you again tomorrow.