How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
A. A. Milne
It’s hard to say
It’s hard to say goodbye for good at any time or any place. It’s harder still to say it through a meshed wire. It crisscrossed his face into little diagonals, gave me only little broken-up molecules of it at a time. It stenciled a cold, rigid frame around every kiss. Cornell Woolrich