I never knew how to say good-bye
Those words, the finality
I always tare the last page out
Stories never have to end
Why must all our stories end?
Now you're in front of me
No longer flesh only a memory
A ghost lost in time
Asking me to fix my bow tie
Smile with a swagger
And say the words I hate
Why must our stories end?
Why must I embrace the finality?
Half hearted I walk myself through the words
Ounce uttered
You vanish from my sight
Among the ethers you'll twinkle
While I sway on in the flesh
Fighting the tears in my eyes
I turn to face the never ending deep blue
@2016 Abdul Batin Bey
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