© 2016 Allison Merten

When she was a little girl,
She dreamed that she’d
Find the man of her dreams
At age sweet sixteen.
Sure enough she met him.
He was as perfect as can be.
Little did she know she’d leave him.
Her last words to him would be:
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
He always brought her flowers
And treated her respectfully.
But she felt something was missing
And knew she’d hurt this boy who’s oh so sweet.
She couldn’t explain why her feelings changed.
She thought he was the man of her dreams.
She had to muster the courage to tell him the words
That would set him free:
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
He showed up holding flowers,
And tears formed in her eyes.
He held her close and asked her,
“Why do you cry?”
She told him, “I really love you,
But there’s something missing inside.
You deserve to be happy,
And that’s why I must say goodbye.”
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
And she walked away,
Tears streaming down his face.
Watching the love of his life disappear,
As her last words ring in his ears:
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.
The hardest thing for me to do
Is to say goodbye to you.