A regret.
A common reality.
And now, even more than the everyday. At least, it's now more public.
I think about saying goodbye. I'm not sure if I'd want that. To be so certain and so sad and so final.
I want the last moments between me and the ones I love to be much more of a see you later. Because even though I don't know what I believe to be the next phase of life. It shouldn't be goodbye, it's got to be see you later.
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