Heartless moment

I don’t think goodbyes ever hurt before

not as much as the old wound

that’s cut open, bare and bleeding.

Blood ooze out heartlessly,

wrecking whatever part of me is unhurt.

But it’s this stupid tears that’s bothersome,

dripping down where everyone can see,

leaving stains; giving away my pain.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

I chant silently

I hope it doesn’t hurt as much as it does now.