I dislike the moment of goodbye
Especially on Tuesday’s
As what once was physical, is now a memory
Thursday is no better than any other day
The time spent together, remembered as through a rear view mirror
Saturday is the worst for goodbye
Looking back on the warmth of friends
No one ever leaves on a Wednesday
A voice on the phone now replaces the human presence
Friday’s are reserved for hello’s
Promises made to see you very soon
Sunday’s then, for breakfast fare
To say hello, you must have first said goodbye
that leaves Monday, as the day to go
For to say goodbye, you must have first said hello
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