Good Bye: A Work of Non-Fiction

I came here to say goodbye. You are gone now, and there will be no more goodnights. There is nothing beautiful or eloquent to say. East down Lawrence Avenue until you hit the lake shore. Then North a bit until you reach the steppes half way between the Dog Beach and Foster Beach.

This is where you were.
This is where we were.
This is where I went.
This is where I said goodbye.