Saying goodbye can be hard sometimes
Cutting all the threads that bind
It’s the loose ones that get you
The ones you find
Caught between the cushions
In the back of closets
In the back of our minds
Our hearts, in forgotten cellars of our souls
They trip you up
Can knock you down
I’ve gone around and around
In my head trying to clean you out
Pluck and pull out every string of hair
Remove every thread, every remnant of your mane
But no matter how much I clean and scour these corners
Something of you will always remain
I’ll always remember your name
