So long.
AND so another one beats the dust…
A friend of mine just left for the Philippines today. We weren’t best friends, I wouldn’t even say we were close friends. But we hung out, we talked, we shared things, our dreams, hopes, thoughts, among other things. If one thing is true, it’s that I hate goodbyes. I can’t help notice that people are moving on, leaving me. Hah, not like I’m anyone special. Definitely know that people are just doing whats best for them. That thought does make the goodbye easier, that with them leaving there’s great possibility for them. I’m surprised that I’m as sad as I am right now. On second thought, no I’m not. This was coming. Another thing that’s characteristically me is that I try not to get caught up in my emotions, and that’s how it always starts. But sooner or later, my emotions get the best of me. But this too shall pass.
Yours,
LC
is that the sentimental person thinks things will last—the romantic
person has a desperate confidence that they won’t.
This song is addicting to listen to…currently on repeat!
My favorite lines:
“Me guardo tu recuerdo como el mejor secreto, que dulce fue tenerte dentro”.
“I keep your memory as the best secret. It was so sweet having you inside”.
-Siempre Me Quedara/Bebe
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