The concept of saying goodbye

The concept of saying goodbye
As I sit here and type this I can help but go right down memory lane. The very thought of this makes me feel weird, and then a feeling of emptiness crashes over me. All I can say is that those places and faces are being missed.
That doesn’t mean I’ll go back. I’ve come too far to turn back. I’ve moved on with my life and will expect many new things to come, it just the feeling of me never seeing the people who got me here again. The thought hurts; the painful crush of my heart grows even more as I look back to those times.
The average person says goodbye 3650 times in a year, but how often does it mean for good? The multiple times I’ve said it I never truly thought it was for good. The word is thrown around so much these days that it doesn’t seem like it’s truly an end.
It reminds me of my first school friend I had who moved away after the first year. We both knew what was happening but we said our goodbyes the same way we always did, thinking we would see each other the next day. My mind never thought that I would be alone the next day, but the crushing reality hit me hard.
Over time it my memories of us had faded into nothing. All I can remember is a name and a place. The many times I’ve tried to access them is limited, only on rear occasions do I look at them, but when I do look through the files of us I see nothing but a sheet of paper with a name and place on it. No other bits of detail are there, all other information erased never to be seen again.
This is my fear. My memories taken, erased from my mind about the people I care about. For everything to be gone just because we’ll never see each other again hurts. We start with hello and end with goodbye, for the goodbye to be replaced by another hello. For one moment just think about friends you’ve met and never seen since then think about those ones you have now. The goodbye is replaced with hello; the old friend is replaced with the new one.
So why do we say goodbye to someone we know we're going to see again? Shouldn’t that word be reserved for the final time together? So we don’t forget each other. The awful sensation of forgetting someone you care about. Giving you a feeling like you’ve abandon them or replace them like a child’s toy. All those memories go spiralling down the drain never to be seen again.
Goodbye is the break point, the final destination, a point of no return. The word should not be used so carelessly. It should be saved until it’s truly needed. All those people you knew and love will never see you again, when you mutter the words “Goodbye.”