The Final Good Bye

I dismissed, I prayed, I pleaded, 
For this day, this time to never come.
But it had to eventually, today it finally arrived,
It’s time to say the words and be done with,
“My friend… For now… Good Bye. ”

We can’t hug and cry, of course,
That would such a sissy thing to do,
(Not to mention ‘gayish’ and awkward too.)
So we mask our feelings with a big muffler of smile,
But the naked eyes would describe a different sight.

We shake each other’s trembling hands,
(Trembling from cold, of course)
But mutually decide not to utter a single sentimental word.
It’s against Brotocol to say “I’ll miss you bro”,
So I shout, “If you forgot me, I’ll come there and screw you”.

We stand there, with nothing to say,
For the first time since we met,
Awkward silence in between,
We wait for the meeting to get over,
While desperately hoping it doesn’t end.

We fist bump each other one last time,
Then you quickly turn around and walk away with your bag,
I stand there for a long time,
Hoping for you not to look back,
Waiting for you to slowly disappear,
Clouded by the memories of all the good, and the bad,
We braved together over the years.

I text Good Bye again,
And wipe off a dust speck from my left eye,
Then swiftly take my own direction,
Hoping it won’t be “The Final Good Bye”.

~RavS