toolonggone

You know what I hate about goodbyes? Whether it is a few days, weeks, or indefiunately, it is the finality of the thing that bothers me so much. You can spend a few moments or a few hours saying it, but as you drive away, you always wish you had a few more seconds. To hug, to kiss, to speak great nothings, trying to etch the others face and mannerisms into your psyche, to never truely lose anything, however how miniscule. Damn goodbyes suck.