Don't Want to Say Goodbye

*I found this and quite a few others in the back of my old school folder from last year, so its a bit different. I have edited it slytly*

Why is life so harsh?
that i get given these gifts, these friends,
and then get whisked away.
I get given a taste for what i want
and am then left wanting more.

Is this what life is really about?
Setting yourself up for disappointment?

What am i doing?
Why am i here?
soon to be gone again.

I don't want to say goodbye
I don't want the sadness of losing you.

So I'll say I'll see you tomorrow
and save us all the tears.

Goodbye, I'll miss you all.

Maybe I'll return

Maybe