I don't want to go today
Because going would make it too real
You are moving away
I won't see you again.
I am putting it off because eventually we will have to say goodbye
Not the quick goodbye we had that last day of school
Not the waving from the car as you walked to your house
It will be the permanent goodbye
Because in about 48 hours, we will be separated by roads and miles
Because in two months, you won't be sitting next to me in any classes
It just doesn't feel right
I still remember
Little girl with blue eyes and big dreams
Little boy with red red hair and a football helmet
It has been four years, why does it have to end now
I don't want to go today.
Because going would mean that this is happening
That you are going to move away
And there won't be anything left of you but a name and face
I don't want to say goodbye
Because I might never stop crying
And right now,
With summer hanging in the air and these four walls holding me
The last thing I need is to dwell on your departure.
I don't want it to be real.
Tell me that you aren't leaving
But I know when I go to see you
There will be boxes in your hallway
And your bedroom walls will be bare
I don't wan tot go today
Because going would make it real
And I don't want to say goodbye if we won't
Be saying hello again
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...