Goodbyes In my opinion, they're harder to say than apologies. Socially, I feel awkward. Yet I get along with everyone just fine. My feelings can be read like an open book-- but I'm terrified of anybody knowing how I feel. And to say goodbye...I won't. The second I found out you're going to be leaving, I was gone. The most I could do was flash a quick smile, even then I stumbled on my own footsteps and rushed off. If I don't say goodbye, it's easier to lie to myself. It's easier to hope that I'll see your car in the parking lot tomorrow morning, and the day after that....And that I'll see you throughout the day and bother you with conversations that normally would be incredibly awkward.... The one last look into your eyes, it was full of hurt. I hope you can understand that I wasn't trying to be cold... Still. I'm glad I met you...this I hope you know... I guess I'll just see you later, huh?