#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

It seemed so good when it started. I gave my trust to you. I came to you open-hearted, Hoping it was true. Now I've gotten smart. Now I've learned some things. Now I know that what once was a start, Is just an ending. The longest good-bye I ever knew, The longest good-bye Was the day I said hello to you. ↗

— Heather Lynn Rigaud

#hello-goodbye #lbs #long-bourne-suffering #music-lyrics #pride-and-prejudice

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

— Leena Ahmad Almashat

#goodbye #goodbyes #last #harmony

The end of a relationship is not always a failure. Sometimes all the love in the world is not enough to save something. In these cases, it is not a matter of fault from either person. Some things cannot be, it's as simple as that. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#fault #goodbyes #love #relationships #love

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

All I was afraid of is saying good-bye. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#goodbye

Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave. ↗

— A.A. Milne

#love #love

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

I'll be back," she said. "Very soon." He needed to reply. He needed to say Good, come back; better, Don't go; or better still, I'll join you. He wanted to say, Your neck is beautiful. He wanted to say, I never ever thought my life would hold this, and if your leaving is what I must give for what I was given, then it was worth it. But the children were all around and Mr Abasi was calling out and motioning for her to come, and anyway, he knew now, if he hadn't known before, that there were limitations to words - words in the air or on a page. ↗

— Masha Hamilton

#love #beauty

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