Goodbye.

Goodbye. - a poem

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I stood near the door way as we bid our goodbyes.

You were too busy crying; wiping your tears away mom told you to take care of yourself,

Dad told you that he’s proud of you

You looked for my eyes,

Begging for words; I stood there with solitude.

I wanted to hug you and tell you that I love you.

But the poisonous vines had already caught up my pace

I stood there with tears behind my eyes,

Longing for your hug.

We stared at each other; solitude catching up to both of us.

I made fun of your bloodshot eyes and you laughed; knowing that I would spend the next

two hours gasping for air on the bathroom floor.

We held our gaze and then the moment came; though I wish it never did.

You said the words- goodbye,

And I repeated after you “goodbye.