An end isn't always bad. It might be not bad at all.
That’s why people call it goodbye. They know something good will follow eventually.
I have been through several byes these past few months. Some of those byes were rough enough to sulk me into deep condolences. And yes, I was overwhelmed with those passed moments as they poked my ached back and have me caught in pain, regrets and moans. But the world just didn’t give me a break to sorrow. It forced me facing another bye. *sigh*