People always leave

People always leave, and for me it seems a constant fact of life that has become inescapable. There have been too many times already where people I’m not quite ready to say goodbye to seem to disappear as if they were the greatest magicians the world has ever witnessed. They leave through the form death, to drifting away, to saying the dreaded goodbye, and sometimes not even letting you know it will last time you see them before they stand up and walk away forever. And honestly, it would be a difficult task to find something that terrifies me more than getting close to people because it seems inevitable  that history will repeat itself and I’ll end up seeing another person walk out of my life no matter how close we may be.
It’s a feeling that you can never get use too. That feeling of being not adequate enough of a reason to keep someone leaves an emptiness that sends a dagger to the soul that is filled with sadness; leaving a scar that never truly heals. And in the darkest part of your mind, you don’t end up questioning what went wrong that caused them to leave, but rather what’s wrong with you that pushed them away?
I guess it’s a reminder that we can’t take those moments we have with people we love for granted, because you don’t really know if it will be your last with them. How we have to leave fearlessly to tell someone how much they mean to us, so you know you won’t be too late and lose your chance when they eventually leave. And maybe through chance, you may run in to that one out of billions who won’t leave. The one you will make you realize that even though sometimes people leave, some will come back and some will make you believe in forever.