Hard to mouth the word 'Goodbye'
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Adoring travelling, I enjoy going to the airport, even if it's merely for the purpose of walking around aimlessly, looking at people from all the different walks of life, stealing glances of those sad/happy/excited faces of strangers.
But I don't enjoy yesterday's trip to the airport, except for the happy fact that Redbull was there to be my emotional support.
Vicky is already on the plane now, flying off to UK.
Summoning all my determination, I held back all my tears infront of Vicky when we were hugging each other goodbye. Constantly silently chanting to myself that she'll be flying back in June, it aided in preventing my tears from rolling down my cheeks, at least for a while. But as my back was turned, flashbacks of those happy and irreplaceable moments both of us have created appeared right before my eyes whose vision were blurred from tears. I appeared to be strong cause I wanted to be strong just for her, but as soon as Redbull & I were making our way to the sky train, I let loose of myself for a little and let the tears flow.
She has taught me how one's patience & kindness should never be displayed for the sake of being reciprocated.
She's always saying that I'm her sunshine, to me, she represents a part of the world in me.
Safety, health & happiness, please stay by her!