Written by Tyler Strittmatter
The-last-great-goodbye came without
so much of a wave. There was no yelling like
one might expect. There was no final stand. There
was no reaching out and calling you back, dripping in
sweat and tears. I memorized your dark gray silhouette;
watched it leave. Watched it never come back. I miss you.
That’s all I really wanted to say. In fact, everything I
say these days is just code for, I miss you.