Good at Goodbyes

"All good things must come to an end"

 

so I hear 

Everything comes to an end eventually, good or bad. So why not enjoy it now? High school is full of risks and learning

how to say goodbye. The love of your life on Monday & stranger by Wednesday. Brush it off & live man. All you can do is say goodbye, your loss and move on. 

 

Heartbreak helps you grow as a person. If you haven't been hurt then your strong. Need someone to break your heart for you to say goodbye 

This poem is about: 
Me

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