And now, I wna cry.
How do you say goodbye?
Will it just be a sweet kiss and a tight hug for me? Or maybe long letters of explanation why you had to go and when you’ll be back? Or maybe a sweet reminder that you’ll just be around if ever I’ll need you?
Somehow, even if you won’t be around by that time, I know I could always trust you. But, it still hurts because I know that you’re leaving. I know you’ll be back but I don’t know when. I could wait, but for how long?
I don’t know what I would be feeling when you’re gone. I know… You’ll be back, but I would miss you. And trust me, its not that good. 7 hushed months without you would be heartbreaking. Not counting the many tissue rolls I have to spend for.
For 7 months, I would be watching the sunsets alone. Walk home myself and spend my days in silent torture. Iced teas won’t taste that good when you’re not around and even chocolates won’t do any good.
Days in this damn school would be so silent without you. Laughter won’t sound that enlivening anymore. Days are spent in agony without you. If only you could stay. But, I guess, I don’t have anything to wish for… not anymore.
You’ll go… and I won’t be stopping you from doing so.
But, I’ll wait for you.