Good By

You left with silence in your stride,
No warning, just the echo of goodbyes.
They said, “He went in peace, no pain” —
But all I feel is fire in my veins.

I punch the air, I curse the light,
How the hell is this supposed to be right?
You smiled your way into the sky,
But you left me drowning in your Good By.

They say “he’s gone” like it’s okay,
But I’m still screaming every day.
You call that peace? I call it theft.
You took the best, and nothing’s left.
Don’t dress it up, don’t call it grace,
There’s nothing “good” in this damn place.
You didn’t say goodbye —
You just said Good By.

Your photos lie, they still look warm,
But this room’s colder since the storm.
They toast to you like it’s a win —
While I’m breaking down again and again.

You chose your light, I get your shadow,
You flew high, I crawl below.
You called it love — and then you died,
Now all I taste is your Good By.

They say “he’s gone” like it’s okay,
But I’m still screaming every day.
You call that peace? I call it theft.
You took the best, and nothing’s left.
Don’t dress it up, don’t call it grace,
There’s nothing “good” in this damn place.
You didn’t say goodbye —
You just said Good By.

I hope you see me down here breaking,
Hope you feel the soul you’re shaking.
This grief ain’t clean, it’s raw and wild —
I’m not the same, I’m not your child.

So no more lies, no “he’s in peace”,
Let me rage, let me release.
You left too soon, don’t sugarcoat —
I’m choking still on every note.
You didn’t fade — you shattered me,
And took your bow so perfectly.
You didn’t say goodbye —
You just said Good By.

And I’m supposed to smile…
Pretend this ending was kind.
But there was nothing good —
About your Good By.