here it comes
the goodbyes drowning my eyes
word by word.
still 3 more weeks,
yet the pain has already been here for weeks.

i try to enjoy every moment,
but my nostalgic soul can't help but think about
the pain, loss, and memories.

it'll never be the same,
maybe that's okay,
but it's so so good,
and i don't want it to change.

i'm avoiding the pain inside
filling my days with plans and words
it worked for a while,
until the pain hit me like a ton of bricks
right in the face.
goodbye.
soon to come
but the sorrow has already begun