Smudged Goodbye

When a goodbye is coming, one would have planned something - what final words to say to people one doesn't really want to part from. But then what would happen if they suddenly say they will not be showing up that day? It then puts you at unrest: the plans you had been making till now - what will become of them? It then becomes a smudged goodbye. Something you planned, and planned, and planned, and thought about a hundred times - and never got to say.

SMUDGED GOODBYE:

Moments I had been waiting for

With dread, and bated breath,

Moments I’ve counted down

Each passing day with courage,

All the while planning

For whatever I might say

And how I might execute

Whatever plan I may…

And suddenly you tell me

That you won’t be showing up

And that your decision is final

And that nothing can be done,

That you don’t care at all

For all the people and memories

And you stomp my plans into

The ground, killing dreams with ease.

I was sitting here and in my mind

I planned so many things, my dear,

To say to you that final day –

Words I hoped you’d finally hear.

All I can think of now

Is how much I will regret

That smudged goodbye I’ll never say,

That speech I’ll never forget.