Poem – 88 Ways to Say Goodbye

These keys beneath my fingertips 

express my soul through Musics’ lips.

Emotion fuels the solemn songs I play.
With mournful chords of black and white

I grieve the loss of love tonight.

My melodies display my disarray.
You loved it when I played ‘our’ song, 

you’d sit with me and sing along

and at the end we’d always share a kiss.
But now the voice that filled this den

has lost the fight no one can win

so here I play alone and reminisce.
With every key I say goodbye; 

they represent the tears I cried

those months I sat and watched you fade away.
So here upon this bench of mine, 

I play ‘our’ song just one last time

then blow a final kiss my babys’ way.