In my few years of being alive I've learned that goodbyes are hard
Seeing people for one day to see them leave the next
It's a vexing mess
A paradoxical box where you store every pent up emotion you have and throw it to the back of the attic of your mind so you can hide the tears welling up in your eyes,
I've found that the hardest goodbyes are with the people you are closest to,
The ones you turn in the check the most with your time and then what was supposed to be minutes talking about something turns into an hour
Those days when you go back to
"Remember that one time?"

Goodbyes are unavoidable
So is the void where my love for them used to be
What's so good about pain...

The most difficult goodbyes though,
Are the ones where you don't even say anything.
Nod at that person when you walk by and then walk the other direction
The hardest goodbyes of all are the ones with someone you used to know
Where
everything about them just fades into the distance
Where the present that was their presence turns into a curse because what you once knew
Is packed in a little box in the back of your mind.
Taken up space
With dust collecting on the edges
Where good memories become sad because what you used to know is...
No longer there