Our last words we shall soon speak. Let us use our words of love, so pure. Not the words of our human hearts of hate. Farewells are the end of something great, but the start of something even better.

Our last words so great. They reside with us always. Our souls always preparing for that day when we must part.

Having the right words at the right time makes all the difference. Knowing how to say them is of even greater importance.

Our human hearts could not withhold as much love as we had. They tried, and that's what caused them to split apart.

Our human hearts are built for hate and sorrow, But... In the farthest corner you just might find a fraction of an once of love.

We found it. We nurtured it. We killed it.

So remember, if you will, that feeling. Of Love. The one we so very often take for granite.  When you are saying for last goodbyes.

For love shall resonate with you always in some form. No matter how much is lost in your goodbye.