I find myself

terrible at goodbyes.

I hold onto

a hope,

a wish like a penny,

that some things

are forever existing,

waiting and wanting

to come back to me.

Hellos are even harder;

like sunshine in the snow.

There is a wintry chill in the air,

a reminder this won’t last forever

because snow melts, the wind picks up

and there isn’t always love in your eyes.

 

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© Kristiana Reed 2019

RL

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