Goodbye

its hard to see people move away.
don't you wish you were there in the passenger seat and not in the window as they drive away.
can't even see them now the truck is in the way.

Its hard to see people when they have to go.
pack there stuff and they head home
maybe its an emergency but dont you ever think,
i wish they were here with me
beacuse its tough to be alone
when they've been there as long as you can remember
when they've been there since you were born.
its tough to think, eventually they'll have to go.
and sometimes you have to realize.
that everyone has to leave.
and sometimes, you have to memorize
that things will go on.
the little times. the little moments.
the little people along the way.
the journeys been a great one, a fun one.
but all journeys have their finish line.
after all. we will all leave eventually too
cause people grief when we have to move.
people will call you to come back when you have to go home sometimes.
it can be hard to say goodbye you can't belive, this is goodbye.
we wont meet for a while. sometimes.it can be hard to say goodbye,
sometimes we can use a smile. sometimes its okay to cry.
its okay as i cry when i write this
this is all from the top of my head
im near that time when i feel its time for someone to go home.
they are home. but not the big home in the sky
i feel its time i might have to say goodbye.
i dont want to belive it. i never realized one day this day will come
but why is it this day. it has to be this day. but of course, this day would come. but lets hope the next day, its all a false alarm.

[about a week after she wrote this, alisha is back to tell you all that it was a false alarm]