Partial goodbyes
Cut short by time
Wondering why
Though the reasons are clear
Full blown farewells
'most everyone can tell
The farthest we go
Is a whispered hello
So empty and cold
Drifting apart
Oh, it's an art
The way that you 'care'
but don't like to share
Anymore
Completely gone
Or a lingering stay
Barely knowing that something has changed
I'm still holding on
Why'd you make me care
All those times you were here
Why couldn't you do
Those things that you do
To make me want goodbye
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