Death Moving On Poem

Poem About Never Getting The Chance To Say Goodbye

I wrote this poem after a friend of mine attempted suicide. Thankfully, she lived, but I was still haunted by the "what if?" What if she had died? What if I never got to say goodbye? I know there are millions of people left without goodbyes, and I wanted to write a poem that could (hopefully) capture the "last goodbye" to a person who is already deceased (the "last goodbye" being a way to let go and try to move on).

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The Last Goodbye

© more by Olivia M Likens

Published: September 2016

I wasn't ready
For that last goodbye.
There's so much more
I never got to say.
I miss you so much.
I hope you know
I'll remember you always.
I don't think I'll ever let go.
I never really said
A proper "farewell,"
So now I'll tell you
And hope you'll hear.
I'll miss you always,
And Goodbye.
See you on the other side.

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