but it feels good to be right

i knew that winter would bring you my way

did i know how close it'd bring you?
how good it would feel?

no.
not at all.

i was not prepared.

and am nowhere near ready to say goodbye.
yet,
i must

for we both know this is ending soon

tear out the stitches
rip off the bandaid

all of the medical metaphors

to say

goodbye