How do I do that?
I have never had to say good bye.
So now I stare at my hands as if they are alien species
I have never waved good bye
Never untightened my hands to let go of anyone, they've always been there
But you've just slipped from my fingers, like pure water
I stand here, alone, watching you fly away
My hands don't seem to be able to move
So with my tears, that cascade from my eyes, i say,
'Good bye...'
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