Saying Goodbye?

It had already happened.
There was consciousness.
It was there. He was there.
Not all of him. Fragments of him.
Goodbye fellow friend, thank you for my creation. Now leave.
Go.

He was there, fragments were there but what is this. This.
Disgust.
How can you cry? All of you.
There is nothing left. All is gone.
No tears, no sadness. I'll question it all.
There is no point to this goodbye.
He left before this event.
Idiots. I am surrounded by emotional idiots.
He left! GONE.
No tears. Just acknowledgement of what has occurred.

I'll remain until the dust covers it all.