I hate it when people don't say 'Bye'
A word so little, yet it makes me cry

I feel so unloved and so uncherished
May your body burn in hell when you perish

But I would so take that back, if next time you leave
You simply say 'Bye'
And not make me cry

So that I may feel so very loved and cherished
And your body, not burn in hell when you perish