Goodbyes are Hard

One of my early memories was being in preschool, and on a few days my teacher would be absent. On those days we had to go to the classroom next door. I hated it. I hated being there, and I hated not being with my teacher. I get attached to people. 

Today I had to say goodbye to a close colleague. She came in, handed in her resignation and work equipment, and left this afternoon. She helped me with a few things this year. Sitting next to me, and it was comforting to have her there. I feel saddened. Bad news to end the year.

One Day?

Goodbye
That’s it then
It’s been good
Go well
One final hug
And then you go
I stay
Maybe
One day?

Farewell

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So many nights
I wished you to stay
In so many dreams
You visited me
But now I’m awake
And the night is still young
You are alive
Though our dreaming is done
I wish you well
I wish you life
I wish you happiness
And no more strife
It is me that must say
It was I who was Eve
You were my Adam
I wave you farewell