What’s good in a goodbye;
the teary eyes, the broken sigh?
Or maybe the memories
that cause my heart to cry.
What’s good in a goodbye;
the keep in touch, the stay alive?
Or maybe the little laugh
that’s there for feelings to go and hide.
What’s good in a goodbye?
It’s hard to say, I’ve really tried.
Maybe it’s the knowledge that
there’s nothing left for me to fight.
What’s good in a goodbye?
There’s nothing I can find.
There’s nothing good in goodbye,
but goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
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By NATASHA GO
Contributing Writer
anonymous • Sep 2, 2014 at 8:36 pm
This poem is really… there’s a feeling, and I know there’s a word out there that successfully captures it, but I either do not know it or it is just not coming to mind right now. Either ways, I have had to same many, many goodbyes in my life, having moved and changed schools 9 times, so maybe this peom has a special reseonace with me because of that, but let me just say, this truly captures that feeling in your gut that says, I love you, you make my life happy, and I will never see your face again. Really nice. The peom, of course, not the goodbye. 🙂