I had no
idea it wasn’t going to be the last time I would say goodbye
On that cold
January afternoon
When my
heart was gloomier
Than the
rain clouds that were heavy, dark
And could
burst with the anger of Niagara
By just a
flutter of a dove.
I had no
idea that it wasn’t the last time
I would look
at clouds that way
I had no
idea Rob Thomas could sing
Until that
day
When he kept
telling me I was "Unwell"
And that it
was the "Mad Season"
But, I also
had no idea that I can be that strong
That I can
lift three large luggage with two hands
My heart,
the heaviest.
I had no
idea that I would not need a warm body beside me
Or that ice
cream tastes better than non-fat yoghurt
Or how
liberating it is to eat
And actually
enjoy it.
I had no idea we could be friends
Or that
after years of fruitlessly trying to get rid of you,
I will need
you
I had no
idea your voice can be comforting
At a time of
need
I had no idea
it could be you I would need
I had no
idea it could be very hard to keep you out
Or that I
carved a place in my heart where only your initials fit
I had no
idea that after years, they still fit.
I had no idea that I will make a career out of saying goodbye
Or that I would find exit signs comforting
But I also had no idea that breaking-up was the easiest part
Leaving was the hardest.
It still is.

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