Last night a friend reminded me of very important notion. He said that I should at least be grateful that the goodbye isn’t final. The communication is still there, I can see that person whenever I choose to. As opposed to him not being there at all, forever. This saddened me a little but it also cheered me up at the same time. He was right. I AM grateful. I got my wish after all. A fraction of a time to be given a chance instead of wondering about what would have happened if I didn’t take the jump. And he gave me two and a half years, enough memories and love to be permanently imprinted in me.
Love really is very powerful, It has the power to give you an all-natural high and it also that same power to drag you down until you don’t want to do anything anymore. I acknowledge this power.
Last night he told me that he doesn’t want to say goodbye. Inside I was grateful, because I can’t bear to hear him say it. I know the friendship will persist. We’ve gone through so much to sacrifice that. Still I know this is going to be hard.
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