Goodbye
It isnt a goodbye forever. Though sometimes I wish it was. Only a four day goodbye. Emotions are best expressed when saying goodbye. Because everyone has that fear, whether they will admit it or not, that it is the last goodbye. The end for good. Thinking back, I remember my goodbyes. Before I moved, a few were solemn. And a few...were painful. Tears made their presence known and sorrow came with its fashionably late entrance. Thinking on this..I realize that we all choose when to split paths. We all choose who we will wave goodbye too and who we will wave see ya tomorrow too. So why do we all wait to explain our feelings. Less heartbreaks and more embracing. I was once afraid of the time where i will say goodbye to everyone and everything. But I realized, that death is just another place where we will all meet up. Heaven or Hell, whatever you believe, we all cross paths with death, and therefore we all cross paths with eachother. Well, enough of my ramblings for this evening. I bid you all a fond farewell and will pick up on friday night where I left off. If you leave with only one thing from this entry, make it this. Anyone of us could be stripped from life at an instant, so why make enemies, I would rather die knowing i was loved, than knowing i was hated. (I know i probubly didnt make much sense, but it is difficult to transcribe my thoughts going forward like a train, to a hand moving only so fast) Goodnight.
-Ryan Michael Johnson- Don't forget me. Please.
-Ryan Michael Johnson- Don't forget me. Please.