And then, we meet again

A poem about longing for a goodbye that you wish never comes

I tried to practice goodbye,

the way people rehearse speeches

in front of quiet rooms

and walls that listen

 

But every version felt wrong

How do you close a chapter

that never asked to end?

How do you fold away a person

who once lived in every corner

of your ordinary days?

I don’t want to carry you

like an old receipt in my pocket

crumpled and faded

kept only by accident

Our memories hang

like clothes no one wears anymore

waiting in a dark closet

that still smells like yesterday

Sometimes late at night,

I open that door in my dreams

and there you are again

laughing like nothing ever broke

Mornings are cruel like that

They remind me that some people leave

without taking their shadows with them

Maybe some stories

were never meant for goodbyes

maybe they only hide

in unfinished sentences

and quiet midnights

So if somewhere, someday,

you hear a familiar laugh

pause for a moment

And then, 

we meet again 

Author's Note

Looking for tips to improve<3

Reviews

[Zoa]

Ahh the poem made me relive those days. You wrote something that I couldn't muster up the courage for. And the meeting again part is the hardest in real life, something that only the strongest could withhold. I love your writing, it just feels so real that you cannot pretend otherwise. Lovely✨️