Whispers of Struggle

Goodbye to the hugs that made things okay,
To the jokes you told that brightened my day.
The chair is still there, but you’re not around,
Goodbye to the voice that made such a sound.

Goodbye to the talks we’ll never have now,
To the questions asked with no answers somehow.
The photos are here, but they’re never enough,
Goodbye to the days when life wasn’t so tough.

Goodbye to the moments we’ll never repeat,
To the times we shared that made life feel complete.
It’s hard to move on, but the memories stay,
Goodbye to what’s gone, but I’ll be okay.