16/30 A Different Kind of Goodbye

Rewriting Memory

I wished I could’ve said it in a different manner

Then again youth comes with vagary and caprice

Some facades will eventually crack or break down

And eventually the truth seeps out piece by piece

But it wasn’t so much me understanding my true worth

It was knowing that there was a promising path

And yet in the confusion and chaos of it all

I fumbled it badly and didn’t do the math

Maybe I was meant to go down certain roads

Maybe we were meant to meet then go our own ways

Maybe I just wish I had said a different goodbye

In a memory that feels like a dreamy haze

The should haves and would haves really don’t matter

At this point it’s in another universe

Remembering my frustration is still cringy

I may rewrite it but won’t put this in reverse

NaPoWriMo2026 Day 16