A Sorry Salutation

I know where I must go now that you’re gone Though I won’t leave just yet I need time A moment to sit and be sad I choose to mourn because there is no other option No solution but to cry To celebrate what was and to weep for what I can no longer have It’s nobody’s fault Change is too natural to pin any blame We’ve felt it for a while Steadily growing Softly creeping like vines up a crepe myrtle I hate this goodbye It’s less than halfway Don’t kid me, is it even goodbye? No: we will still smile as we pass each other A simple gesture now devoid of meaning You don’t love me like you did And maybe I don’t either It’s change A slow, crushing farewell in disguise I won’t keep you I do understand Life is tumultuous and you’ve found your fit I just wish I could’ve been molded in too But it’s better to flow freely than shoved in a box that is not correct For now I can do nothing but sob Fat tears roll down my cheeks Feeling forsaken, abandoned, alone Finality seeps in our tone Fragments of memories whirl past my perception Flashbacks to moments, gold and silver hued Forlorn, I hiccup as I try to catch my breath Yet everything is ok Sadness is the first stage of acceptance