"Goodbye" starts in the throat, pulling itself upwards through the dark cavern, praying it will reach the top
"Goodbye" stumbles across the tongue like each taste bud is a mountain, treacherous and rocky
"Goodbye" drags itself wearily across chapped lips, choking on its own definition
"Goodbye" echoes like a scream in the night, unheard by no one but the one it's meant for
"Goodbye" leaves a storm cloud over a head, weighing it down, dragging it to its disaster
"Goodbye" will never leave the agitated soul alone
"Goodbye" is an exhausted word, tired from its troubles
"Goodbye" will never speak again, before its problems are erased.
