It's not easy saying goodbye
It is not easy to say goodbye. There is so much I want to hold onto. Friendships, termed loosely for the warm feeling I hope to receive, but truly decorative shells for a convenient acquaintance. Relationships, with so much potential for fireworks and lasting love, but in the simplest terms, a dud. Family, a safety net- a lighthouse to be counted on, but really a group of lost souls trying to claim boundary. Yes, I looked down this road to where it bent into the undergrowth- and I took it. But perhaps he was right, old Frost, I may have taken the other one, just as fair. I believe I will. We all cry out for safety, warmth and familiarity- making decisions with the least possibility for damage to our fragile egos. What if?, this... What if?, that... Well? What IF? Do you know? Would it kill you to find out? Or would it kill everyone else to see you try? Decisions must be made on individual terms, not dismissing the effect it will have on others… Ultimately, one must decide for himsel