I hate goodbyes. Oddly enough, I've never minded the fade-outs. There are always those friendships where nothing happens for a few months. A phone call here, a text there. You meet up for coffee after a long while has passed, exchange stories and discover that you have absolutely nothing left in common. After that, a few more texts, and then nothing. That's always been fine with me. I'm not sure why goodbyes are so much harder, when the end result is the same. Maybe because when you say goodbye, you know. All the other times, you leave off saying, "Talk to you later! :)" or, "Let's hang out again soon!" Even if subconsciously you both know you probably won't, it's somehow okay. The Curtain hasn't dropped. Rather, it has been gently lowered until you got bored watching it painstakingly fall inch by inch.
But goodbyes.
Goodbyes are different. You know. Because saying "Goodbye" is basically the same as saying, "Just in case."
Just in case we never meet
just in case I don't ever see
just in case...
just in case goodbye is forever
just in case this is the absolute eternal end.
Some goodbyes are just like that. To me, the only thing worse is not getting to say goodbye at all.
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