Goodbye

You know, I suck at farewell. I hate farewell parties and had never once attend any before. I chose not to. Be it how close I'm towards the person who's leaving, I just don't like bading goodbye. It's like saying "Till we meet again, but not knowing when." Just sucks so badly. Makes my heartache (depending on how close I'm with the person) and I'll cry no matter what.


The last farewell party that I supposed to attend was like a few years back? It was held because a very dear friend of mine was migrating to Canada. And god knows when would he come back. I chose not to attend no matter how the rest had asked, and even begged, me to go. I was so stubborn. Guess what. Even when I did not attend, I still cried at home. It was such a huge blow towards me. Everyone of that clique was like my elder siblings, and as always they had treat me like their little sister. I'm always protected by them, living in a bubble created by them. But, that was the past. As that friend left for Canada, everyone started to drift apart. This ripped my heart apart and I went on a ride filled with emotions. It took me quite awhile to get back on track because, I still remember clearly that we drifted when I was Poly Year 1, which was two years back.

But thank god, he chose to came back this Christmas Eve and even surprised me.

I'll save the surprise for some day later. For now, he's leaving again, tmrw and god knows when will he ever come back again. I'll miss you, every single one of you.