Tuesday, May 28, 2013

The Hard in Goodbye.

I'm generally not very fond of saying goodbye.


red mullet skirt from Sarah Tirona

Even if I put up a strong front, chances are that, the minute the person I'm saying goodbye to has turned around, left the premises or left for good; I'll be bawling in the corner like a child whose ice cream scoop fell on the floor.


There are people, though, that I don't mind letting go and wouldn't even bother saying goodbye, too. When it comes to those people, the aforementioned paragraph doesn't count.


sunglasses from Hang Ten
feathered fedora hat from Folded and Hung

For people that I do love, though, saying goodbye is always hard. And the same goes for growing up. A very close friend of mine is about to get married and while moving away pretty much ended the best-friendship that we had, I know that marriage is a completely different step, in that nothing will ever be the same again when I visit and all.


Mango Minnie Mouse top from TOPS

All I want to do is sit on those steps in front of Burger King, hug him a bit tighter in his car while our song is playing in the background, take in that Armani scent a bit longer and commit all of those things to memory.


angel wings heart ring from Bangkok

Time never stops for anyone. But if it did, I would want mine to stop with any of my memories with Mike - one of the few people in the world who truly made me feel loved, cared for, important, and infinite.


black lace flats from Belmondo

I hope you have at least one of those people in your life. And if you do, never forget to let them know how much you love them every single day. Even if you are miles apart.



Regrets suck. Take it from me.

 Wore this outfit when we watched "The Great Gatsby", by the way. Tell me what you think :)

5 comments:

  1. I believe that the top spot for best-friendship should belong to the spouse and I think you believe that too. That was a very mature thing to do.

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  2. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I love your shirt!! Goodbyes make me cry too, no matter how much I try. There was one time when we visited the rest of my family in the U.S., and we had to go home after two months. As much as I tried not to cry when we were saying goodbye as my uncles were taking us to the airport, I cried like a baby. Haha! I really love how your posts are relatable! <

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  3. Sending you a hugs. I know how goodbye go. I Just did some a month ago.

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