I hate goodbyes

My very first stage experience I think I was in the fourth grade, I played Charlie Brown in the school play, my mom made me a yellow shirt with a black zigzag stripe across the middle. Near the end was this soliloquy about goodbyes, took me days and days to get it down but I finally I was on the stage under the lights in that yellow shirt with the stripe and I got it down, I said it perfect, it is perfect, really, it is.

Why can't we just get together all the people in the world that we really like? And then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work though. Someone would leave. Somebody always leaves. And then we'd have to say goodbye. I hate goodbyes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.