Saying Goodbye

When I say goodbye, don’t protest. Don’t try to talk me out of it. Don’t tell me that you can try to make it work, that you can fit me in your schedule.

I learned how to cut people out of my life for the better from a young age, how to rip things apart with reckless abandon and never look back. Yet despite years of experience, this hasn’t grown any easier on my sentimental heart that clings to the crevices of long gone friendships.