Someone asked me, Why I don't cry When a beloved walk away I say so plain, It's okay if people leave Not that I'm fond of goodbyes I just clearly understand That leaving is existing Yet I'm excited of two different things, To see them again Or meet new ones So I'll say so plain Don't cry when someone leaves
I hope it could be easy as that. Like yeah, it's my poem but it's not me. When someone I love leaves, I cry for them everyday, every night, every time even I'm trying to stay positive.