PACKING

I’ve seen it before, the guilt in his eyes

As he quietly packs and foolishly tries

To avoid my gaze which he knows is so sad,

Because at goodbyes I am awfully bad

The socks and the shaver they all go in

Yet he wants me to sit here and give him a grin?

He knows I will not, I never can

Up front and honest is just who I am

It tears me inside to know we will part

I’d cry if I could but I don’t have the heart

To upset him like that, it wouldn’t be fair

Cause I know in my heart he really does care