It’s so strange to me how you can meet so many people and have a good time and then we all must return to our own lives. The adventure is over and everyone says their good-byes.
We all say, “I’ll miss you!” and “We’ll see each other soon!” but how much do we really mean it? It really seems to be one of those things we just expect from each other. I’ve never really been able to grasp that. That’s probably why I become so distant from these people in the first place.
We all seem to be perpendicular to each other. Crossing at one point in time and then we just keep going, no looking back.
How much do we forget? How many feelings do we really lose?
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