Saying goodbye isn’t the hard part.

The hard part is the after affect
where I finally realize that they’re gone,
out of my presence.

The hardest part is when I keep
wondering if they miss me as much as I
do and then I suddenly convince
myself that they don’t
because nobody
ever cares as much as I do
and I wish and hope that one day
someone will.

Oh, I really do hope
someday someone will…