You're thinking you'll miss me. I do know the look.
You should know there's no goodbye in the age of Facebook.
In all of our lives, we've each found our nook,
and a smile for each of the days that it took.
You said “see you next year”, so you haven't mistook
Our once-yearly scattering for being forsook.
This is the one part of year that I hate:
Intellectual strandings and goings away.
It's just “see you later.” It's only a break
From our regular lives. I'll be counting the days.
You should know there's no goodbye in the age of Facebook.
In all of our lives, we've each found our nook,
and a smile for each of the days that it took.
You said “see you next year”, so you haven't mistook
Our once-yearly scattering for being forsook.
This is the one part of year that I hate:
Intellectual strandings and goings away.
It's just “see you later.” It's only a break
From our regular lives. I'll be counting the days.
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