Yes, it is time.
Rather, time is over.
It is time to say goodbye.
One way to do it is yours.
To pretend it’s not time.
To pretend there will be more.
One way to do it is mine.
To face the truth.
To say a hearty goodbye.
Why not combine our ways?
Hug it out real nice,
Taking with us the meaning we want.
The end (or not) seems unreal
Because the journey was surreal.
No wonder it’s hard to say goodbye.
A Struggling Author 