May - After

Do we really have to say goodbye?
Because I don't want to leave.
Maybe my head,
is playing its little games.
But I have feeling,
we aren't done learning.
I have a feeling,
this time is a lie.

Is that wishful thinking?
Or is it just the truth?

I wish you were here with me,
and we'd talk about whatever,
but I know you'd rather be,
with anyone but me.
And I know you'll never be by me,
like you were then.
I thought expiration was for food,
but turns out it works for friends,
the same way it works for milk.