The last smoke in my mouth
The last time I’ll see you with open arms to me
The last time I’d see your eyes
The moon is crashing down
The world is ending

The world ended when you said goodbye to me
Me and my mates look for the highest place we could find
We leave our homes to the fires that come
The dreams that we left behind

I only wish is for you to be mine
Can’t you see that we could end this all if you be mine
I miss you
I love you
All you could do is to love me the same

By Jamie Metcalfe

Tell me love
How long have you cared?
Since day one you say?

Tell me my dear
How long will you love me?
Until you die you say?

Tell me baby
What do you like most about me?
My eyes you say?

Tell me sweetie
Why won’t you answer your phone?
It’s no one you say?

Tell me my love
Who is this girl who has sent you a flirty text?
It’s still no one you say?

Tell me, you liar
Why did you steal my heart
And then throw it on the ground and stomp on it?
I’m gullible you say?

Goodbye you heartbreaker
I want nothing more to do with you
You’re sorry you say?
I don’t believe you

By Sarah

Good-bye to Flattery’s fawning face;
To Grandeur with his wise grimace;
To upstart Wealth’s averted eye;
To supple Office, low and high;
To crowded halls, to court and street;
To frozen hearts and hasting feet;
To those who go, and those who come;
Good-bye, proud would! I’m going home.

I am going to my own hearth-stone,
Bosomed in yon green hills alone—
A secret nook in a pleasant land,
Whose groves the frolic fairies planned;
Where arches green, the livelong day,
Echo the blackbird’s roundelay,
And vulgar feet have never trod
A spot that is sacred to thought and God.

O, when I am safe in my sylvan home,
I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome;
And when I am stretched beneath the pines,
Where the evening star so holy shines,
I laugh at the lore and the pride of man,
At the sophist schools and the learned clan;
For what are they all, in their high conceit,
When man in the bush with God may meet?

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Goodbye, dear friend and graduate!
Our golden time is over now,
Our time of nothing more than time,
Days of simply being friends.
But I will always treasure how
Your love for me slipped into mine,
Embracing me where courage ends.