Goodbye to You...

I hate goodbyes. I really do. I'm never good at them. My trick is, when I say goodbye, I emotionally detach myself so I don't have to feel anything when I say goodbye. There are a few instances when I ignored that rule, or, mainly, the emotion is too strong to blackade, but for the most part, it is highly effective. Goodbyes are hard, especially when I love a person. Be it family or friend, I can't help but cry a little when I say goodbye because I don't like losing people.

Goodbyes hurt, but sometimes they are for the best. The thing I hate most about them is the fact that it feels like I'm throwing away of however many years I've known the person worth of memories. When I make friends, I make them for life. I don't believe in making friends for the moment, I don't enjoy putting my heart into something that doesn't last that long, because eventually goodbyes come and it just hurts.

After listening to Michelle Branch's song "goodbye to you", I started thinking about people, places, and things, in the course of my lifespan that are meaningful to me in ways. Mainly, I thought about people. I thought about a friend that said goodbye and completely tore me up. Then again, perhaps I was the first one to say goodbye for that one, even if she technically said the words. I also thought about Dad and how I didn't want that goodbye to come. I thought about feelings that I should say goodbye to. Feelings that I would be better off without.

And one day, I'm going to be the one that has to say goodbye to people. I suppose I hate that part too. I hate hurting people.

So yeah.

Goodbye to you...