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Apr 2012
I can't say
           goodbye.
Seconds,
minutes,
hours,
days,
months, and
years
of friendship
stretch far beyond what the eye
can see.

What was once slowly creeping upon us
is now sprinting full force. That distant future
isn't so far away, anymore.
The sand seems to fall faster with each passing
moment.

Deep down, though, I know the blanket of sadness
will suffocate me. Yet it is something I truly cannot
fathom. You've always been there. Proximity is
everything.

    Whether it be the physicality aspect of it,
    or the warp of emotional back story.

We've always been such a tightly
knitted family. In a few short months though,
it is going to unravel. No matter how hard
we try to stop it. Even if sewn together again,
it will never be the same as the original stitching.

In a few short months
I won't be able to say
   hello
anymore.

                              Goodbye, is the phrase of August.
Written by
Cece  F
(F)   
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