Goodbyes are never easy.
We’ve said goodbye many times now.
Too many to even remember.
For a dream we could touch for a moment.
A dream blown away by boarders.
It is never easy to see you go.
Though we know this is not forever.
Though we know this is “see you later”.
It breaks our hearts.
Love is not meant to be contained or restricted.
Love hurts when it cannot be free.
So, until next time my love.
Until the wind brings our dream back to us and our love can finally be free.
I love you here, I love you there, I love you everywhere.