I DON'T WANT TO GOODBYE.

A poem for the ones we grew up with

I don't want to say goodbye—

To my childhood, to our childhood.

I don't want to grow up,

I realize this now—

As we stand at the end of the road,

And on the edge of a new one.

I realize now that this road

Will divide us.

And I don’t really want to let go—

Of you,

Of our banter,

Our daily hugs—

Our silly fights and all the moments

We stood by each other.

I realize now that we’re growing up,

How precious our playtime was,

And I understand—

Goodbyes are the hardest

When you have to say them to someone

You once fought with over the TV remote.

                                                   REBELLIOUS SOUL