I don’t like saying goodnight
And I don’t like saying goodbye
They feel so concluding and final
And when I’ve finally found something I’d like to extend
The very last thing I’d wish for it to do is end
Call it selfish
Call it self-regarding
But parting is a thought that triggers feelings so alarming
It feels harming to close conversation that’s charming
Therefore I can’t help arming myself with versions of delay
Suspend that closing and resume engagement on the next day
Segue into a new topic
Otherwise we meet distance and my vision is myopic
Focus is a struggle when close conversations is merely periodic
And that is my fear
For when we close the book of one exchange
We must find reason to arrange a proper occasion to open another
And I don’t want our momentum to suffer
I don’t want to struggle to recover the magic
I don’t want to meet the tragic experience of an awkward ice breaker
I just want to enjoy this moment forever
I just want these strings we’ve tied together to never sever
So call it selfish
Call it self-regarding if you must reply
But I don’t like saying goodnight
And I don’t like saying goodbye
3/26/2015