Bye-Bye
by Zoey Stienstra
Nerves don’t lean in for a kiss,
Heart don’t say “I love you” yet.
How am I to say goodbye,
When my clothes smell like you.
More than I bargained for on the internet,
Too sweet for a one-night fling,
Too fleeting for forever.
I want to tell you that I like your eyes.
Snowdrop kisses haunt my dreams,
With things I wish I said,
Combination compliments, confessions,
Meticulous moves I wish I made.
Odds against I ever said hello,
So how do I say goodbye?
Arrivederci, auf wiedersehen, au revoir,
Your sweat still stuck to my skin.
About the Author:
Zoey Stienstra is a poet and performer from Castlegar, British Columbia. She is a graduate of the UVIC Theatre performance program and is now living and working in Vancouver, BC. You can also find her work in JLRB Press' Holes Anthology and on her website. instagram: @zoeystien; https://zoeystienstra.wordpress.com
