Goodbye's

I hate saying goodbye. Airports, train stations, bus stops, the corner of Bowery and Delancey... sometimes I think my life can be traced by a series of goodbye's and the tears that were left behind on the pavement. Enough! I want to say hello. I want to arrive somewhere and maybe consider staying. I want somewhere, someone, to feel like home so I don't want to leave again. I don't want to say any more goodbye's!