Goodbye Is the Hardest Thing to Do

Goodbye is the Hardest Thing To Do

Goodbye is the hardest thing to do After being in a relationship with someone and becoming a part of their family. There were happy times when my face hurt from smiling so much we were so happy. We were inseperable to the point we didn't want to hang out with our friends because we were one anothers friend. It was a bond that was untouchable. We were strong together. It was so good I began to try to distance myself because the thought of it all being gone came to mind. I began to think of the end. The fights started coming and the trust was drifting. First it started off as jealousy then it became a controlling person. I loved him and for him I would do anything and for me he would take a bullet. I just dont know where it went wrong. It got violent and out of control to the point where all we did was yell, shove and end with tears not remembering what triggered the argument in the beginning. We went our seperate ways but couldnt stand being without eachother and so once again the cycle began. One time then two then three then I was fed up. Though, tired of the fuzzing and fighting I gave it another try when he came back. Sooner rather than later the fighting started again and this time he was fed up. Still hoping and trying I attempted to give it another try but this time he won't hear me. He wont see me and leaves without saying goodbye. I slowly came to realize it was an unsaid goodbye. The pain felt as though it would never end. The tears flowed like a thrashing river, my eyes were swollen from the crying but would not close to rest all night and the days were gloomy in the brightest of the days. Motivation was lost, excitement was gone all that was left was a numb feeling. I was lost and he was gone. Until I came to my senses. After hearing it over and over again. All the advice i kept getting from others finally clicked. I realized time won't stop just because I was having a bad day, a bad week, a bad month or a bad year. Everything was passing me by and i wasnt grasping the good things revolving around me. I was hurting the one that truely loved me because I was stuck in a zone where misery was defeating me. Most importantly I was hurting myself and I was not reaching the potential I am truely capable of. Goodbye was the hardest thing to do until I remembered life goes on.