it's tempting to be polite. to play nice. to be concerned. maybe even understanding. especially to people who seem to have always been around. but just because they've been around doesn't mean they've been there.
at first, it's about taking space. giving each other time to 'do you'. but the space isn't far enough. the time isn't long enough.
it's not about mood as much as it is about utility.
we grow. and that doesn't mean that we necessarily outgrow people.
(it really isn't a race)
but time grants perspective. and the ability to see things, people and places in a different light. a light, that perhaps, you weren't courageous enough to turn on earlier.
sometimes you have to say goodbye.
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