Changes

Saying goodbye to someone

Is so much more than

Watching them get smaller

In the rearview mirror

As you

Drive

To

Somewhere New

Instead, it’s like

The curtain dropping

For the second act

And

Getting

Up

To Leave

Though we don’t admit it

Most of the time

People drop out of our lives

Sucked

Down

With

Cartoon Quicksand

But the pain of staying

Alongside them

On the surface

Hurts 

Much

More

Than Drowning