#goodbyes

The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the beautiful die young, but that they grow old and mean. It will not happen to me. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#death-and-dying #goodbyes #life #beauty

He came up and kissed me on my forehead, and before he stepped away, I closed my eyes and tried hard to memorize this moment. I wanted to remember him exactly as he was right then, how his arms looked brown against his white shirt, the way his hair was cut a little too short in the front. Even the bruise, there because of me. Then he was gone. Just for that moment, the thought that I might never see him again… it felt worse than death. I wanted to run after him. Tell him anything, everything. Just don’t go. Please just never go. Please just always be near me, so I can at least see you. Because it felt final. I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. That no matter what, we would be connected—by our history, by this house. But this time, this last time, it felt final. Like I would never see him again, or that when I did, it would be different, there would be a mountain between us. I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved, which I expected. What I didn’t expect was to feel so much grief. Bye bye, Birdie. ↗

— Jenny Han

#loss #love #death

But I'd long ago learned not to be picky in farewells. They weren't guaranteed or promised. You were lucky, more than blessed, if you got a good-bye at all. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#truth

Breathless, I gazed into his eyes. “I love you Ollie. No matter what happens, never forget that. I will always love you. You have a piece of my heart forever.” Beaming at me the tip of his nose touched mine as his forehead rested against my own. “I love you too Layla. You’ve had my heart since the moment you looked up at me from the hallway floor. You always will. ↗

— Marie Coulson

#layla-jennings #love #oliver-green #love

عندما تعلم أن أحدًا مقربًا منك على وشك الموت ، هناك نزعة طبيعية لأن ترغب بقضاء أظول وقت ممكن معه ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#goodbyes #life #novel #death

Goodbyes are on of the hardest things about life. One way or another people were always leaving... Always moving on. ↗

— Karen Kingsbury Leaving

#leaving #life #people #life

I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason Bringing something we must learn And we are led to those who help us most to grow If we let them and we help them in return. ↗

— Stephen Schwartz

#for-good #friendship #goodbyes #musicals #parting

Come! Let us make that bargain. Think of me at my best, if circumstances should ever part us! ↗

— Charles Dickens

#goodbyes #friendship

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