#goodbye

I don't know how you say good-bye to whom and what you love. I don't know a painless way to do it, don't know the words to capture a heart so full and a longing so intense. ↗

— Laura Wiess

#goodbyes #parting #love

You get use to someone—start to like them, even—and they leave. In the end, everyone leaves. ↗

— Rachel Ward

#gone #goodbye #leaving #lost #love

When you want to share something with another person more than anything, it is one of the most difficult things to realize that you can never have it. Accepting this realization is even more difficult. Loving someone does mean saying goodbye to them in some cases, though we will fight that until the oftentimes bitter end before doing the right thing. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#difficulty #goodbyes #life #love #people

Goodbye," she said. When I didn't say it back, she rested her hand on the top of my head. The weight was strange and gentle. "I love you," she said. "And when I tell you goodbye, I don't mean forever or for long. Just that I'm going home now, and so are you. ↗

— Brenna Yovanoff

#goodbyes #love #parting #love

What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#goodbye #travel #travel

I was trying to feel some kind of good-bye. I mean I’ve left schools and places I didn’t even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don’t care if it’s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it. If you don’t you feel even worse. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#holden #sad

I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been - if you've been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#sadness #sad

The last day is way shorter than counting to ten. ↗

— Leena Ahmad Almashat

#goodbye #goodbyes #last #harmony

I hadn't said goodbye. It had been easier, like always, to just disappear, sparing myself the messy details of another farewell. Now, my fingers hovered over my track pad, moving the cursor down to his comment section before I stopped myself. What was the point? Anything I said now would only be an afterthought. Elizabeth who goes by her middle name ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#military-brats-have-to-move #moving-away #sorrow #military

We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#goodbye #kerouac #love #love