silent.goodbyes

goodbyes which seem to be part of a ritual as a full certainty, like the sun rising back in the east after taking its nap in the far horizon, have this habit of putting us into a false sense of security, that the person who we have bade farewell to, will always return.

a disadvantage of living far away from those who matter to you is that whenever you return, you will always have to anticipate the time when u haf to go back to the place you call home. you know u dont wanna go, but you also know that due to whatever reasons, you cant stay.

over time, of coz, it will turn into a ritual, but yet, everytime when the time comes to say goodbye and the well-wishes, we cringe. big time. especially if the person going/left behind, is very close to you.

the tears will be replaced by unnatural controlled smiles, and silence, which sadly forms the bluff that we deceived ourselves with.

it happening over and over repetitively, even it has done so from the beginning of our awareness of the world, do not mean it will necessarily and surely happen again the next time.

even the rising and the setting of the big yellow ball.