from reminiscing in the location where it all started,
to driving the all too familiar route.
from sitting in that kitchen next to him amidst his family,
to the elongated goodbye on that driveway.
that really was the last time.
the last time we'll laugh together,
the last time we'll hold each other close.
today was perfect.
just how I would've hand picked our goodbye,
i guess it's a good thing that my soul is grieving,
it means it was just that good, right?