It’s a word everyone says at some point in their life.
Sometimes you mean it, sometimes you don’t.
& most of the time it has more than one meaning.
Goodbye: I’ll see you later.
Goodbye: I’ll see you tomorrow.
Goodbye: I’ll see you soon.
Goodbye: I hope I’ll see you one day.
Goodbye: I hope we meet again.
Goodbye: I have to go because I’m hurting you.
Goodbye: I have to go because you’re hurting me.
Goodbye: I have to say it only because you’re giving me no choice.
You get to choose who you say hello to.
You can be polite & say it to a stranger.
You can say it to new people you meet & grown to love.
Before every goodbye there was a hello.
& you got to choose.
You got the opportunity to acknowledge that person into your life.
You know what you don’t always get to choose…
If they stay.
Their goodbye may not be your goodbye.
You may see no good in leaving them behind.
For a day, for a year, for forever.
You may want to hold onto that hello more than you want to hold onto the sound of their voice, or the smell of their hair or the color of their eyes.
It is a cruel word, goodbye.
Because for most, there just isn’t anything quite good about it.