Ev’ry time we say goodbye
I die a little
Ev’ry time we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
People come, people go, that’s the way life is. Particularly a life as transient and as water-logged as mine. But when Amras leaves? When I drop him off at the airport, it rips my heart clean out of my chest. I always tell myself not to get attached to people, but…sometimes it can’t be helped. And I’m coming to learn that that’s not a bad thing but…it does so often come with goodbyes, even temporary ones.
And Freya do I ever hate goodbyes.
Especially airport goodbyes.
I really don’t know how my parents do it so consistently. I’ve never…really been on the other end of it before. I’m always the one leaving, and while that’s far from easy on me, it’s very…it’s different, to be the one left.
That said, I’ve learned to shake off goodbyes as quickly as I can. And it’s easier what with it being actually Christmas! (ohmygoodnessI”mhomeforChristmas!!), and I have things do and people to see and presents to wrap and all that Christmassy stuff to do! And that’s good, and exciting and happy! But…for right now? For right this moment? I’m going to sit here, and watch Dr Who, and eat chocolate…and look at the Christmas tree…
Just for a little while…