If I could only say one last thing

And I used it on you ,

It would be goodbye.

Thought that may not be the answer you want

It’s the answer I need.

And though it may hurt you,

I’m choosing me.

I’m choosing the sunrise and a good book

I’m choosing laying in the rain on hot concrete

I’m choosing his lips on my skin.

I don’t need words to feel happiness.

I believe I’m doing the right thing by saying this

And you probably don’t

But it’ll have to do

Because I’ve used all my words up