Goodbye

Sometimes you never hear the goodbyes

And sometimes, you hear it and choose not to believe

Sometimes the goodbye seems so unreal

it makes us so uncomfortable, it turns to a laugh

And yet, the pain of a goodbye lingers

When you ask how are you do you listen for what’s said?

Or stick with the vision you made up in your head?

Do you Hear the pain, or the cries, see the hurt in their eyes

Or only feel the upset that reels after the goodbye?