Does this parting require a handshake,
or a hug?
Or a pat on the back,
or a polite smile
or none of the above.
I think of appropriate music to play at a time like this.
The Beatles have said it all
and they don't disappoint.
"You say goodbye and I say hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello."
I've said many goodbyes over the years,
hated most of them
tolerated some of them
rejoiced at a few
and beared the rest.
This is no different.
One day you're here
the next you will not be here
but somewhere else
and now who can I joke with every day?
The difference is
you are leaving and I am not.
Moving on, as they say
to greener pastures
and good luck to you sir.
But what of me?
All of them gone, gone, gone
and only I remain.
The last of the lot.
Well.
I'd love to move on as well.
Bigger, better,
the NEXT in my life.
Instead of stuck
in limbo.
But should I jump
before I have a place to land?
Hope you enjoyed your pink girly cake,
yes it was quite good.
Bittersweet, as they say.
For tomorrow you won't be there,
and though we've had our differences
I was kinda starting to like you
when you upped and left.
Oh well.
The thought of you leaving
makes me sad,
but the thought of me staying
makes me wonder
what's next for me?
You say goodbye and I say hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello.
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