sadness, nostalgia, and saying goodbye

sadness is my friend. when it leaves, nostalgia takes its place.

i hate saying goodbye. people, things, everything come and go, i am aware of that. i still have difficulty letting go. i like exploring, yet i like things the way they are.

teaching is what i do, is what i like best at the moment. at the end of each semester, i feel hollow, like a part of me is dying, like a part of my life has closed its curtain.

it’s so sad i just wanna cry. tears don’t make me feel better but i can’t stop crying.

the beginning is nebulous. the end is melancholy. as the world turns, i am standing still and alone.


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