goodnight, good luck, i'll see you soon
5:10 PM
goodbye tastes like great grandmother's vinegar and sits like anything eaten after midnight
it's the most harsh and cruel word God ever granted our delicate vocabularies
it was the last thing He ever told me
goodbye tastes like bad words and the soap you washed them out with
it's a third degree burn
it's a paralyzer
my eyes, they still burn
it's a paralyzer
we say goodbyes around here like every day is the 11th of september
we're dedicating days to be devastated
and we ask why we're so sad.
because he cried goodbye to his brother, because she cried goodbye to her mother, and while you cried goodbye to your lover,
he
had to write it
on a balloon.
so goodnight moon
goodnight room
goodnight cow jumping over the moon
goodnight nobody
and the red balloon
he'll tuck her in
he'll hold her tight
he'll kiss her cheek
for one last night
goodnight
good luck
i'll see you soon
adieu, adieu, to you, and you,
he'll close the door
she'll ask him to stay
"so long"
he says
"so long."
and then he will leave,
and then it will be,
"so long"
she says
"so long"
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