the sound goodbye makes

old times, new times, and goodbyes still suck. perhaps more so just now. so maybe we should just stop saying them. lets just go out, enjoy, do the things we do, and then part like we're going to do the same tomorrow.

im sorry i didnt have any better words, nothing much more than an awkward silence. i never know what to say, and was trying hard not to make it worse by voicing the opinion that you should just stay and we all should go grab a beer. i want to hang on to this feeling of normal.

and im sorry too that i couldnt give a better hug, the kind the moment felt like it deserved, but again i was afraid, that one or both of us just might lose it if theres too much opportunity to hold on or comfort to lean on.

oddly enough, as you two left tiny dancer started playing. if my life were a movie... anyway. my head hurts, my body aches, my nerves are raw, and the words im looking for are eluding me.

instead, this seems all too appropriate, the sound a goodbye makes:


no more goodbyes, ok?
eventually there will be another tomorrow, perhaps even another yesterday.


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