Listening for the End

Past my last farewell.

Photo by Trevor Kay on Unsplash

I don’t know if you can hear me
I’m too far away to tell
I’ve ridden this wave through a shrinking sky
And didn’t have time for my last farewell.

There was no set time or notice
The leaving is not of my free will
I was crouched down in anticipation
And biding the time up until.