Have you ever come to a point in your life, no anger and a bit of sadness, but you’ve decided that this will be the last time you see a person, without them even knowing it, under good circumstances and even some laughter; a time when you go this way and they don’t go anywhere at all, they just maintain; you get on bus, they get on train, they watch you leave as you think it’s over and don’t even say goodbye; they wave and smile, you leave and they stay; a point not even a fork but a one way path that only you can go off towards, because they’ll never take this path from life to death that really doesn’t even exist yet; and you say “see you again” like family and really good friends say to each other, but you know that right then you’ve made up your mind to grow and not stay the same as the slow life rolls on with. At that moment you know that you’ll never see this person again, at-least not for a long time, not until you laugh at how old you’ve gotten and how futile the drama was. If you know what I’m writing then you also know that they think they’ll see you again like usual, next day or month or year. But they won’t, because you’re gone, and they don’t even have a clue that it ever mattered as much to them as it will, as much as it mattered to you. Long winded and I’ll stop, but If you’ve ever come to this place that I speak of, well then you know what I’m talking about when I say, that nobody can help you. At this moment in time, You can only say, “I’ll see you again soon.”