The Anatomy of a Goodbye

I hate goodbyes.  Especially when they are unexpected.  There is no end of summer camp feel to this goodbye.  No finished with freshman year farewell.

No, this goodbye has no rhyme or reason.  Just a friend who has to move away.

[Tear stained shirt-Drenched eyes-Hands shaking-Heads hung-Praises raised]

The anatomy of a goodbye.

Sorry so somber.  This old heart is heavy.

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