Goodbyes

As a twenty-one year old in college. Transition is a way of life. I’ve gotten used to the sulking feeling of saying goodbye to football seasons, summers, semesters, teachers, and so on… This one particular goodbye has hit me hard though. I’ve realized its not even the goodbye that hurts so much, because the goodbye to the people you love can always be greeted with a hello.

For me, it was saying goodbye to the moment in time. It was saying goodbye to the person i am in that particular moment because i love that moment and i don’t want it to change. You get scared you’ll forget how much you love what your leaving, and you don’t want to forget all the flawless details of your life.

The only way i can get through goodbyes is to not push away this overwhelming sadness that seems to seep into every part of my body. Its to let myself sulk and listen to those sad songs and feel that sadness to the fullest because in the midst of sadness, you realize how lucky you were to love something so much, and then you greet the unknown with a smile, and somwhere in between there, you feel alive.