I don't remember any of my goodbyes. I wasn't leaving, I was going somewhere else. I often think I have an outstanding memory. It is not forever. It is highly specific when asked. I try and keep myself and others from wondering. It's legend.
I'm only a hello friend. And only when I see you. I give great hellos. It's because it's great to see you. I'm really no good at goodbyes. The moment of leaving is hard. Not coming back is easy... is leaving really that hard? Heh, nah. And return is inevitable.
Just don't think you know me.
I don't even know that.
I say hello.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment