"Say goodbye to everyone and you´re free to go!”
The teacher calls
As she rushes forward,
Hugs the other teachers,
Almost cries.

We let out
An exasperated sigh.
That´s her eccentric self,
We know that we´ll never be like that.
Standing rooted on the spot,
Ignoring the others,
Like always.

And the other teacher comes
Right up to us.
“You don´t feel like saying goodbye, do you?”
And as much as we don´t want to admit it,
We´re all trying hard not to cry.
And nothing in the world seems any worse
Than having to say goodbye.

Soon the others
Come up to us,
Last-minute remarks are exchanged.
“I love your hair!”
“How did you make your nails look like that?”
“Do you know what your name means in our language?”

And we all realize,
That we´ll never see each other again.
And we talk more now,
Than we ever have before.
“You love The Hunger Games too?”
“Wait…you actually liked it at our school?”
“How do you say “no” in your language?”
Ice-breakers couldn´t break the ice,
But now it has fully melted.
Gone away.
Just as they are going to.

Everyone hugs,
As we realize that we have to say goodbye.
“Give me your phone number!”
“Have you got Facebook?”
“We´ll miss you!”

And when we get home,
We accept friend requests,
Look through old photos,
Try to re-live every memory.
Wishing we could have realized the truth sooner.
We never have enough time,
It´s best to start as soon as you can.
We shouldn´t have ignored them
Up until the last moment.
Regrets are
Flying through the air.
As we all settle down,
And wish for what we hadn´t done.