Hurts every time to say good bye.
Hurts every time to leave with the realization that there could be no tomorrow.
Hurts every time to realize this is the last time.
Yet we meet over and over again.
With hopes that tomorrow the pain will be lesser.
The hope that tomorrow, this would all just be another memory,
A memory of happiness,
A memory of distance,
A memory to put a smile with a tear on the cheek.