I don't ever want to have to say goodbye, but I know I will have to.
Graduation is in just a few short weeks. My seniors will depart for the last time, hugs will be given and kisses will be taken.
They will never come back, for they have moved on.
He is at prom tonight. His senior prom. He is graduating on the twenty-ninth. His high school graduation. He is giving me a dance, for he owes me one. He is giving me a kiss, for it will be the last time.
Sometimes you just have to say goodbye.
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