i never knew it would be like this <br />a certain always or a deja vue <br />seen too many times but hurts just the same <br />i keep saying it's ok <br />and it is it really is <br />'cos one cannot make anybody <br />anybody stay <br />and there's nothing one can do <br />against goodbye <br />i live, you know, at the joints <br />in the pack of cards towers <br />that turn down too easily i know <br />i have never learned to build solidly <br />i know it all serves me right <br />my fault is sort of my way of the world <br />and it's ok <br />it really is <br />'cos one cannot make anybody <br />anybody love you <br />and there's nothing one can do <br />against goodbye <br />i never knew i could draw a heart again <br />a certain heart always a deja vue <br />hit too many times but beats just the same <br />i keep saying it's ok <br />it'll beat again <br />there'll be lots of love around <br />even without me <br />or my first or last times <br />there'll be lots of love around <br />even without you <br />or your first and last goodbye <br />and there's nothing one can say <br />against that<br /><br />Miroslava Odalovic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-s-nothing-one-can-say-against-goodbye/
