18.5.11

Dear, Adieu


I said goodnight to you and
It was a goodnight that meant goodbye.
Not a goodbye til tomorrow or
A goodbye til forever, but
A goodbye to the most mournful degree.
An undeterminable, indefinite goodbye.

And sir, I must let you know
How fond I am of you,
Of how this absence for this unknown time
Will not make you unknown to me.

From the moment we first spoke
I was smitten
And we hand a good run of it,
Exploring uncharted waters
Wading quite deep.
But now you’ve set sail for another journey.

I’m alright with your departure, but
Broken in this farewell.

Dear, adieu.

Adventure well. 

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