What if the word 'goodbye' was never made? If no one knew what it really means―just a useless word without definition?
Maybe, it would've made things less painful by never giving someone an idea of leaving.There will be no gestures that shows departure; no waving of hands nor tight hugs that you just knew were the last. We wouldn't be afraid of not being able to meet that person again, there'll be no tearful goodbyes. You won't spend the whole night thinking of the reasons why they left, you won't know the feeling of missing someone because they're gone.
Maybe―just maybe, we won't experience how it feels like to regret leaving a person or being not good enough to make them stay. We won't know the torture of letting someone go because they got tired of being kept by you or the hardship of saying farewell to a person who's important to you because you don't want to hurt them more.
Maybe, we would never grow apart as individuals.
But then I realized, isn't it more painful if there's nothing who'll describe what happened
between us two? That even though I scrambled every letter, there would be no right word to
define how this feels like? There'll be no reasons, no explanations or closure. Like what you did―turning around, walking away and getting out of my life without saying anything.