Of Goodbyes - Goodbye George Michael, sweet, sweet boy!!!




Of Goodbyes


It's not to be said.
It comes to our eyes,
to our hands, trembles, resists.
You say you'll wait―you wait― from then until …
And know goodbyes are useless and sad.

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