goodbye isn't goodbye

In the past 48 hours I have had 2 hours of sleep, but that isn't the important part. A couple of my best friends have left Canada and I don't know when I'm going to see them again. Saying goodbye at the airport was the weirdest thing. I spent 4 hours with my friends, but the fact that they were leaving didn't really hit me untill the last moment before they walked into the terminal. And since then I have been so out of it, "I don't know what to do with myself. i miss them so much! I'm gonna go cry again...
there was more to this but i'll finish it later