Yours, truly.
Endings are never easy, I always build them up so much in my head that they can’t possibly live up to my expectations and I just end up disappointed. I’m not even sure why it matters to me so much how things end here. I guess it’s because we all wanna believe that what we do is very important, that people hang onto our every word, that they care what we think. The truth is you should consider yourself lucky if you even occasionally get to make someone, anyone feel a little better. After that its all about the people you let into your life, and as my mind drifts to faces ive seen before, I’m taken to memories of family, of co-workers, of lost loves, even of those who have left me and as I’m rounding this corner, they are all coming at me in a wave of shared experience. And even though it feels warm, and safe… I know this has to end. It’s never good to live in the past too long, as for the future thanks to everyone it doesn’t seem so scary anymore. It can be whatever I want it to be.
