Goodbyes.

Goodbyes.

With every goodbye, you mature more.

Goodbye. Sounds so good. But hurts so much.

GOOD BYE.

I don’t know how many times I have said goodbye. Being almost 21 years of age, you go through a lot of things. You experience so much. You learn so much. You change so much. But most importantly you grow so much.

I am not saying that age is what makes you mature. It’s the experiences you go through as you live through each day is what really counts. Even a 10 year could be more mature than me in different ways. I know it is the exposure to life that really matters.

Back to the topic of discussion though. I have said a lot of goodbyes to a lot of people (and things). And I say that with every goodbye you mature more because its true. Every goodbye somehow changes you. It makes you feel sad (or happy in some cases). You just aren’t the same person as you were before the goodbye. The change can be so little but it does change you. It might even be scary at times. When you know this is the end. When you know that you won’t see that person anymore. When you won’t be able to talk the same way as before. It’s sad when something ends. It’s like that last day of high school when you promise to keep in touch with all your friends because there is still hope. Hope that this relationship is unique and beautiful and you want to treasure it forever. But that doesn’t happen. You know at times like these not to take anyone for granted and live life fully. But life’s not like that. You can’t keep living each day like it’s the last. Because it just isn’t. Some days are good, some days are bad, some days are sad and some days are exciting. The other days are all average. You only remember the peak moments in life. The moments you were extremely happy or extremely sad. You can’t remember all. There’s just too much hours in a day to remember all of.

But we don’t get this feeling during goodbyes. We just wish that we had spent more time or had more fun. Regrets are part of goodbyes. If only we could have more time together. That’s what you usually feel during a goodbye. The time you are seeing that person for the last time. Even if you know you’ll meet again, you will never really because that person will change and so will you. When you are near them, you don’t notice the changes as much as you are apart. That just how life works.

With every goodbye, you mature more.

I am repeating it because it’s the after part that’s important. The part where you move on. The realization that life goes on and you try to keep living on as you intended. No matter how much you miss them. You make new memories and experience more peaks in life regardless if it’s happy or sad. Every encounter is different because no person is the same.

Life goes on. And you move on.