I always hate goodbyes.
The lingering sense that you may not come back, or I may never see you again.
There are so many uncertain things in life, and nothing is guaranteed.
So when I say goodbye, please don’t feel insulted when I say,
See ya later, alligator,
Because if that goodbye is the last time I ever talk to you, then at least I know the last thing I ever said to you as only, “Goodbye.”