Why do I want a happy ending? Doesn’t everybody? Endings aren’t happy in the real world, and I’m not talking about the completion of a project. I mean the goodbyes we inevitably have to say; those times when someone you love leaves you temporarily or permanently. It is the price of love to feel the agony of their departure, but that doesn’t make it less hurtful just because it was better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all. Death is probably the harshest goodbye of all, but even a temporary separation still leaves a void until you see your loved one again.
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