I don’t like good byes. Not one bit. Sometimes, I don’t understand why they have to exist. And it’s clear that you don’t either. How similar we are.
But I prefer them over silence. I prefer them over the lack of contact for no reason. I highly prefer them over the lack of guts to re-initiate contact. And here, we are not similar at all.
I’m yet to hear from you, when all I want, all I crave for, is some closure. Not even full closure. Just some.
It got so bad that I started hating technology. Being ‘Available’ at Gmail. The ‘Last seen at XX:YY’ on Whatsapp. All those Tweets. Playing Candy Crush on Facebook. Other people leaving funny messages on your wall.
And me barely on the periphery of it all.
But now I’ve realized what a big mistake I was making. The closure was right there all along: being available on so many networks but still the silence, the lack of contact, the lack of re-initiating of contact.
Well, you’ve always been special.
But this is not a good bye. I hate them. I will never say it to you. You’ve got a friend in me, even if I don’t have a friend in you.