Did you wonder if a formal goodbye would have made it easier, or if it would have shaved off some time spent in turmoil while holding on?
Did you pretend they held their hand in the air and waved before driving away?
Did you dream that the rear view mirror would be enough to reverse all the regret of perceived forward motion?
I asked all those questions, and I envisioned a wave but my mind took me to the sea, Poseidon, and his trident. Even though I was sad, I still thought in threes.