Hundred goodbyes

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No matter how many times

I’ve said goodbye,

It’s not long till

I forget I did.

Like the moon

Orbiting the earth;

Changing phases,

But going round and round.

How can one

Stop the ocean

From touching the shore

In waves?

I’ve been here before.

I’ve done this before.

“Just that this time,

I’m jumping off the track”

Thought this so many times,

Can’t even count on ten fingers.

Came to the other side,

Went right back around.

Time went by

And I realized,

I was just in the habit

Of going in circles,

Gravity can be defied,

And we can swim

In still waters instead.

I stopped for a second.

A few hundred goodbyes

Was more than enough.