nine years ago i saw you there
the international gate at chicago o’hare
being kissed and hugged as you bade farewell to your family
up in the air i forgot about you
who you were i hadn’t a clue
you wore glasses and your voice squeaked when you talked
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i never said hello
no, i never said hello
i never said hello
’til you said goodbye …
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six years between still could be friends
happily for me the story began
you were like the big brother i had always wanted
snaps of midget doors and giant shoes
abandon the shy — what’s there to lose?
we talked and played and i finally felt at home
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then our time ran out
and then our time ran out
then our time ran out
and we had to say goodbye
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“shake or hug” the option you gave
shake but smile the choice i made
we’ll write, we promised, waving our final farewells
nine years later no word has come
what did i neglect or leave undone?
i feel like part of me is gone and i’m still just …
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wondering why
wondering why
wondering why
you left me at goodbye
Does ‘good bye’ mean ‘no words will come’? Aaah…..some questions are beyond answers. I also don’t remember as to how many friends I have said goodbye like this?