Day 175: Até Mais(Till we meet Again)

In the next couple of days a lot of my friends will be flying off to different places, or taking longer than usual drives. They will do so to make sense of what is important to them at this point in life, some to find research objectives, some to take on things of more personal nature and some who will invariably be acquainted with deadlines that they set themselves. I have always found goodbyes to be difficult, mainly because they sound so permanent so rigid in their own way. The rescued pieces are the memories we keep from days together, from experiences and the impressions that we leave on each other. For now Até Mais is for two of my friends who fly back to Brazil today, and to the ones who take journeys on the coming days I leave you with the same hopeful note "Till we meet again"

Até Mais
One by one we will all leave for a while
We will leave warm memories & sometimes a smile
We are never too sure of what is to be said, & to write
But then there will never be sure of real goodbyes

Till be meet again my friend, till we write to life so changed
I will think of the little reminders of everything that has remained
Warm hugs still feel the same way at the end of days
And sticky notes that remind you of simple things in simple ways.

Até Mais till the last song I played on my computer fades
We are in between the clouds,on flight seats & hidden in shades
Some families we get to keep, we are bound to them in time
It is the ones we keep up with, who have had us unconfined

I reclined my chair just a little bit today as I stare at the walls
I roam around the empty roads and the sometimes empty halls
Até Mais my friend, we will write stories again and share time
For now you get to keep whatever your memory hold
as I kept what is mine