I needed a proper goodbye..

I needed a proper farewell…

Was a cold Germany December night in 1978 and I called you my sweet Sheena.

I remember your mother told me. Didn’t you do enough?

I remember you took the phone and you asked me, was I okay?

You told me. I heard you got sick and I hope you are doing alright?

I told dear Sheena, I am so sorry for breaking your heart.

In the end, the karma of our goodbye,

broke me. I loved you and I didn’t deserve a  kind and beautiful woman, like you.

She held silence for a few seconds and she whispered. Sometime love isn’t enough Johnnie.

You loved the booze, the song and the dance. We were just butterflies in the wind.

Hoping and dreaming.

I told her. I wanted a proper goodbye and I wanted you to know.

You are my biggest regret and I pray you find someone to love and treat you right.

Her voice become more sweet/ kind and she whispered. We had Spring and we held Summer.

Now we must know goodbye. Please drink less, please find something you can love.

If you need a friend. You can call me.

I told her. Thank you dear Sheena. 

Coyote