I Don't Remember Our Last Goodbye

We’ve been speaking the same stuff for years
Same stuff in different ways
Though there were new additions
The core remained the same
Seasons became a cycle
And cycles peddled forward
Boys became men
Real men with responsibilities
Some still studied
Some took up jobs
Some changed jobs
In pursuit of new opportunities
Yet, we always clung together
Perhaps we are dumb enough to love one another
Than to be troubled by our differences
And that’s why, I don’t remember our last goodbye
For there is none …