The perfect goodbye.
It seems so nice.
The way we hug each other with all our might.
The way we only shed one tear.
The way we turn around,
Take two steps and then run back to each other for one last hug.
Believe me, I've replayed the idea of a perfect goodbye in my head many times;
Like a record player that never stopped.
I have laid in bed countless nights wondering how nice it would.
How perfect it would be.
Then I remember that there is no such thing as the perfect goodbye.
No one is ever quite ready.
I remember that goodbyes are hard.
Even though they are only one word.
I remember that the most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said or Explained.
The ones where one is just left stranded,
With nowhere to go.
I remember that goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with their heart and soul,
There is no such thing as separation.
I remember that nothing will last forever.
That forever is a lie.
And that all there is, is what is between hello and goodbye.
I remember that everything happens for a reason.
Though sometimes, I wish I knew what that reason was.
Author Notes: "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." - Winnie The Pooh