view from my balcony~
If you look hard enough, even those clouds that seem to stay pretty in place for the world to gaze at move on their way too.
I used to curse myself for having such a visual memory because it made it so painful whenever I had to say goodbye, because all I could focus on was the fact that it was all over... those good times and conversations becoming a thing of the past, it just absolutely killed me because I just didn't want it to end. Meeting good people that you can connect with that you have to say bye to... I should be used to it by now and this definitely isn't the first time it's pained me to do so but it just never, ever gets easier.
But despite the fact that things will inevitably change, despite the fact that we probably won't be able to have those same spontaneous nights of staying up talking about the most random of things, sometimes tearing as topics of those deeper, scarring times of life came up, at least I can hold onto my memories, knowing that I now have more priceless moments to look back on whenever my thoughts drift in reverse.
These are the moments I live for - these are the moments that prevent me from ever getting completely down on life. Thank you for the good times... I wish you only the best in life.
Goodbye.