You meet. I greet. We make a memory, we remember it. We make a heart and it eventually cracks apart. You leave, you go, you take a piece and I take one that used to be whole. I cry, you say bye and I say hi to remember when there wasn’t a goodbye. You hug me, you go, and tell me to wait until next time she’d say hello. I said no matter what, I will always be there with you. She looks back, sheds a tear, and I says I know. I love you, but now its time to let go.