I’ve always felt that goodbyes were a little harder for me than they are for everyone else. I’ve always felt that missing people comes more immediately to me, and stays a little longer than I would like it to.
I’ve always carried memories like luggage that feels a little too heavy. I love hard and I don’t forget easily. I build memorials in my heart for people who haven’t thought about me in months.
And I’ve spent years of my life begging my mind to let me loosen my grip on this suitcase full of love letters from people who didn’t mean to write “forever” after the words “I love you”. I’m learning to accept that people who carry suitcases full of grief also carry incredible capacities for love.
@wordsofajay
Goodbyes don’t really sit well in my vocabulary, that is all.
“I’ve always felt that goodbyes were a little harder for me than they are for everyone else…”

