Farewell.

I am not a fan of people leaving.
By leaving I mean them, the ones you are close to moving away either permanently or for a given period of time.
And why is it bad? It is because it makes you realize that there is a that-person-shaped void created in your universe. This void represents everything that they meant to you, the little things that you would miss about them. It cannot be filled again. It can just be ignored. Pushed as far back as you possible can, buried under the layers of mundanity that dictates one's everyday life.

That is one aspect of it.

Another is the question of 'why?'
Why should you feel anything for anybody. Why get close to another soul?

Separation is inevitable. Life comes in the way, and nothing can be done about it.

You cherish someone, they reciprocate and then they move on. You think of that one moment in time, which is now past, in which you held someone and it meant something. And for the rest of that particular time frame you do your bit to get it back, which sadly is now only a memory.
Or there is the scenario that they too end up staying. All in the hope of that one elusive moment.
You have someone for sometime and then you move on to be someone else who means something else for some other person.
And so goes on this vicious cycle.

Yet we play our part because....