Endings

I really hate when things must come to an end,

Like a good day with a friend.

I want the feeling, the happiness to stay,

But they sometimes go away.

I hate the idea of saying goodbye,

Sometimes it even makes me cry.

But I still do it in the end,

Even when I feel sad then.

I absolutely despise these times,

The last moments, the final lines.

They make me feel a little lost,

The parting having its cost.

Regardless of hating that phase,

I have to say it anyways.

“We’ll meet again,” we always say,

And hope it happens one day.

Miklós Csenge   X. H