My final goodbye

He walks into his house,
checks the mail box on the way,
It is always empty,
yet he checks it every day.

But today is different,
now there is a letter there,
It is addressed to him,
Theres tension in the air

He walks up to his house,
with the letter in his hand,
He sits down on a bench.
Why now? He doesn't understand.

He knows who's the sender,
He knows it is from her.
She'll tell him about how shes doing,
missing how things were.

He can't believe she even dared,
didn't she remember it?
She broke up with him,
She just said she wanted to quit.

He knows now she wants him back,
but she should have gone away,
Now he can't stop thinking of her,
Shes in his mind every day.

He walks into the house, his room,
Grabbes a paper and pen,
He sits down by his desk,
thinking of her again.

The letter is still untouched,
he doesn't want to know,
He knows she'll say the same thing,
"Darling I miss you so."

He writes and writes,
the words come like fire,
He asks her to stop,
Stop this burning desire.

"Honey I don't want you back,
I think you do know why.
I can't hold on to this anymore,
This is my final goodbye"