there is always some part of goodbye that makes it sad. obviously if you love someone, you never want to say goodbye.

yet even if you wanted to say it before, even if you know it's for the best, even if you think you dislike the people leaving or they repulse you...
it's difficult to let go.

maybe it's only that change is tough. the future could always be worse, and you were becoming accustomed to the past...

but i think a goodbye is intrinsically sad. it's the end. it's loss. it's shutting the door behind you so that you can never go back to fix things or have everything the same. it means remembering something later and knowing that it can never happen quite that way again--good or bad.

so each goodbye makes me mourn at least a little inside. goodbye.

then you suck it up, keep on living, and meet some more people you will say goodbye to someday.

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"The Other Side" -David Gray

meet me on the other side
meet me on the other side
i'll see you on the other side
see you on the other side

honey, now if i'm honest
i still don't know what love is
another mirage folds into the haze of time recalled
and now the floodgates cannot hold
all my sorrow, all my rage
a tear that falls on every page

meet me on the other side
meet me on the other side

maybe i oughta mention
was never my intention
to harm you or your kin
are you so scared to look within?
the ghosts are crawling on our skin
we may race and we may run
we'll not undo what has been done
or change the moment when it's gone

meet me on the other side
meet me on the other side
i'll see you on the other side
i'll see you on the other side

i know it would be outrageous
to come on all courageous
and offer you my hand
to pull you up onto dry land
when all i got is sinking sand
the trick ain't worth the time it buys
i'm sick of hearing my own lies
and love's a raven when it flies

meet me on the other side
meet me on the other side
i'll see you on the other side

honey, now if i'm honest
i still don't know what love is