Take Back Goodbye

Some doors, no matter how much you want, do not open back. Even if you stand in front of them with wet eyes and a third glass of wine. Sometimes you say “goodbye” and think that it’s temporary. And then bam - and no one is waiting, not writing, not checking the phone at 1:14 am.

There is no room for crying on the answering machine in this song. Just a dry, clear point. A point with a small echo of pain - and a great sense of self-esteem. Because if one leaves, the second has every right not to let him back. Even if I really wanted to at some point.