Some come with flattering hellos, some left with unforgettable and heartbreaking goodbyes. Some left mark deeper than others, some are just meaningless repetitive names that you won’t remember after a while. Some stay for a while, some left just as soon as they come. But in the end, they’re just people. Eventually, they’ll leave. Either by their own will or forced by life. In the end, you’re always on your own. With nothing but memories of people.