Skewed Intentions

No tears…

I was expecting there to be a few ones falling away already sometime between then and now. Some heartfelt final words too, if nothing else… unless they've happened already and I just didn't notice. 

It didn't feel right. This didn't feel right, or maybe it was just me that was feeling this way. When it comes to farewells, if I'm at all honest, I've never really been in any kind of situation where goodbye actually was goodbye - never seen someone I knew disappear 'round a corner and have that be the last time I actually saw them again. 

So perhaps this was it. Goodbye, how it really was, how it really felt… this hollow, free-falling feeling of discontent. 

Was it? Could it? 

Between the three of us, if everyone was truly wearing their hearts on their sleeves here, then I had to be the only odd one out. Because in their eyes, in their expressions, Ria and Irene both… goodbye looked very different.