Saying Goodbye

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

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