If you’re lucky enough

To have the time to say goodbye

to someone

Cry a little, while smiling

Understand the beauty that was

and the one that won’t be

Feel your own hands one last time

Look at something

Linger

Remember

It won’t matter

It did.

Say more than goodbye if you can

And keep saying it all

Second by second

Or even if you’re lucky

Day by day

For what is this circus

If not a long and colorless

goodbye?