Goodbye

Now is the time to raise the glass,

For us to say hello to what lies ahead.

It's time to wave from what has been our past;

wipe away the tears that we've shed.

Years before this very day,

I was a child, who in this place wouldn't stay.

But now that I am here holding my own,

I return to the child who loves to moan.

Moan not because I want to leave,

but moan because leaving is the one thing I couldn't do.

But I should still convince myself and believe,

that our past isn't something that change can screw.

Little million pieces of joyful memories,

massive amounts of indelible reminiscence.

These are experiences that I will forever cherish.

God, forbid for these memories to ever perish.