How does one say goodbye?

How does one say goodbye?
As the word muffles sound and chokes the tears, why even try?
As the resistance of failure is as small as an eagles eye,
where do we turn when everything we once knew turns out to be a lie?

We are lost, spun around, as our passion hits the ground.
We lay there, unaware, softened like a pear.
Do we even dare repair?

How does one say goodbye?
As if the love we had was all but denied,
as though a hello could never be reapplied.

We are so bound to one another,
as if our lives should be the other way around.
So bonded and redound, this relationship is much too propound.
This fear must weigh a hundred pounds.

We fought through the rain,
and all that was brought upon became pain.
We try to refrain from doing it again,
but detain this addictive urge as blain as acid rain.
Even though it breaks us down like cocaine,
it’s all we have to sustain.

This old flame can’t be contained,
but how do we say goodbye?
We can’t simply rename,
what’s buried us down in so called “fame”.
Nobody is to blame,
for a thing like this is never labeled nor tame.