It’s hard to say goodbye. But it’s harder to say hello again.


We cried and we laughed. We argued and we joked around. We fought and we made up. We drifted apart… and yet we never returned.

And as I stare into the distance, I wonder if our friendship ever crossed your mind.

It’s not that I never wanted to say hello. But sometimes I wonder if I should ever disturb this silence. What good would a hello do anyways when you’re miles away, living a completely different life? Why should I throw a pebble to disturb the peaceful water, when the ripples would never reach you anyway?

Maybe I’m just making excuses. But that makes the two of us.

So there it was, our memories sit like a frozen flower. Beautifully preserved, but has long since it stopped growing.

Dear friend, I hope that you’ll find happiness, wherever you are.

It’s hard to say goodbye.
But sometimes, it’s harder to say hello again.

Any of you ever felt this way?


29 thoughts on “It’s hard to say goodbye. But it’s harder to say hello again.”

  1. I completely understand this feeling. This was so sweetly expressed! But what I like most about it is that you wish your friend happiness wherever they are. That continuous love and good feeling, even if you separated in other ways, is what counts. Also, you have nothing to lose by reaching out as long as you do without having any high expectations… Who knows – by showing your friend you remember them, you could bring a smile to their face and add brightness to an otherwise grey day! 🙂

    1. Thanks a lot 🙂 Haha yeah, you brought up great points. But sometimes it’s like why disturb the “good feeling / pleasant memory” with awkward short conversations. Hmm, maybe the irony is actually because I have such low expectations… that this is never going anywhere. But I guess you’re right. Perhaps I’ve been thinking about it the wrong way. Maybe the possibility of reconnecting and adding some brightness (regardless how small that possibility is), would make all the awkwardness worth it. Haha. 🙂

  2. I can relate to that. It’s not that I don’t think about the person ( or sometimes people), but I can’t think of ‘good enough reason’ to pick up a phone and call. And I wait for a reasonable news or an occasion to share to overcome the distance etc. And the longer I wait, the more I feel awkward, and it requires courage to say hello. I think that staying in touch is a form of an art.

    1. Yes, I think you describe it perfectly. Awkwardness of not having “good enough reason” hahah. And sometimes I wonder, if I did say hi and a short conversation happens… then what? Nothing would really change. Maybe it requires lots of courage. Or maybe it just requires getting rid of whatever pride or something. Haha.

  3. I have many friends all around the world with whom I have more or less contact, though I’ve learnt that it doesn’t need to have a reason to tell someone you’ve been thinking of him/her. Even a random message can brighten their day and you never know where this spark of a conversation can lead you.

      1. I’ve actually talked to a friend the first time for two years today (I randomly told her that I’m going to be in Uruguay again even though I didn’t inform her last year) and we discovered that we both share the passion for photography now and got hooked in our conversation. So I guess there’s really nothing to lose and much more to win 🙂

      2. That’s great!! And thanks for sharing. Haha yeah, when we think about it that way, there’s nothing to lose (because even in worst case scenario it’ll be just like the status quo: nothing changes). Haha. Yesterday I was also talking to my highschool friend after ages.. and it’s pretty nice to do a little catch up. Lets hope that we can rekindle some of our old friendships again hehe 🙂

      3. You’re welcome, I had to think of you when that happened 🙂 awesome that you talked to your high school friend! I mean those catch ups don’t have to be very meaningful but you never know what surprise could await you 🙂

  4. I have made many close friends across the years and I have let them drift apart as I made my choices and as they made theirs. The drift has been a constant, but so has been the yearning and reminiscence of those days. The post above does evoke the same feelings and has spurred me to action and call up some of them. I waited on the other end of the line not knowing what or how will theu react. And when I was greeted by loads of enthusiasm, my belief in friendship and the purity of the relationship has strengthened.
    Beautifully written post.

    1. Woah, it’s great to hear that this post has somehow spurred you into action to reach out to your friends again. Isn’t it funny that sometimes we dally to call up someone, somewhat afraid, somewhat unsure… and when we did pick up the courage… sometimes, it’s met by such enthusiasm and we wondered why we hesitated in the first place. (And yet then we started to drift again, and thus the cycle begins again. Hahah)

  5. Frequently. It’s hard to let go of close friends, even when there was no real “rupture” that ended it. Sometimes people just drift apart, and as much as we’d like, there’s no way to return to what was. People have changed, or circumstances have changed. I used to feel really upset and hurt over this, but over the years, I’ve come to accept it as part of life, and appreciate the people that are important to me even more.

    1. Yeah, you’re right. I think sometimes certain people marks certain stages of your life. When I remember a time in the past, I remember the moments by the people in it. And as tragic as drifting apart is, it’s also bittersweet, because it marks a closure of a stage of life… and I guess, a new beginning.

  6. Very relatable. But I wish to share an experience here. I recently connected with a school friend (last met her about 5 years ago) on her birthday and had hours of uninterrupted conversation. It was interesting to note that she too was reluctant to connect because of the fear of awkwardness but we both realized later that no matter how much time has been passed without contact, friends have a unique way of breaking the ice in the frozen river and the words flow like clear water once they are free from the fear, as before 🙂
    It is difficult to say hello again. But then, what isn’t? 😉

    1. That’s great, thanks for sharing 😀 Glad that you’re able to catch up with your friend. And I love the way you say that reconnecting friendship is like breaking the ice in the frozen river. It describes it beautifully 🙂

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