I’ve never understood,

How parting ways

With someone so close

Can be defined as good.

Perhaps it’s to hope that everything

Stays good until

We meet possibly again

But I can’t help but feel lost.

“Goodbye.” He says to me.

But it’s going to be difficult

Without you helping me

Through my troubles and fears

Without guidance,

Everything seems to turn around,

And hurt me,

For you were once my shield.

So although it may be

A goodbye for you,

Every day we spend apart

Is a badbye for me.