Goodbye

Goodbye; two syllables, easy to pronounce, impossible to say. Goodbye is forever, more permanent than death. If I had the chance to say it, could I, would I have seen past the pool of my tears, past the fears of what it means to say goodbye. When you took your last breath, could I, would I have been able to catch mine in time to say goodbye. Goodbye. Two syllables, now one unspoken word that echos between you and I.

- Kristina Fenimore