bound.

so many pleasant things are eternally bound by unpleasantness.
beginnings have ends. which could be argued to merely be the beginnings of something else and not a true end.
night gives way to daylight. despite my best efforts and countless pleading otherwise.
there are several examples one can give, but the only one that keeps repeating itself in my head is this one...
that a greeting is always to be followed by a farewell.
i think as it is, that ive said enough of them. i dont want to say anymore goodbyes.

and sooner than i would like ill have to say plenty.