No matter when they happen,
“Goodbyes” always make me cry.
Even when I’ve known
for a significant amount of time
that one’s presence
will soon not be felt in my life
day after day,
it’s still unexpected,
or maybe just unwanted,
when that day finally arrives.
Knowing that all of my tomorrows
will be different from my yesterdays,
simply because you won’t be here
to make me laugh,
is just too much for me to fathom
at this point in my life.
But I must find a way
to digest it all, dissolve it all in hope,
divulge my tears and be done with it.
Not “goodbye,” but rather
“good luck,”
as you leave your spirit behind
and take all of my “Thank You’s”
to another place
where someone who is in need
of a new and loyal friend,
like you,
waits for me
to let go.