Uit het oog, uit het hart

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I didn't look you in the eyes,
when I said my last goodbyes.
And thought of all the times that lie
behind us, I move on.

I thought about the thousand dinners,
I ate with you when we were still
looking at each others good side
or best side if you will.

Now I must go, you pose a threath
to all that I hold dear,
my sanety, my body, mind,
my beauty and my tears.

I cry so much you won't believe
that I haven't dried out.
And all my crying will achieve
Is thinking; It's my fault.