Soon after I ended my school life, I started missing my friends, teachers and the memories that comes with them. Of course, it wasn't "goodbye forever" per se, but that didn't matter because this was the sort of goodbye that produces dull, persistent, throbbing heartache, the kind that makes you think you'll never see them again. It was the close chapter of one level of life, the kind of conclusion that was so sudden and keeps you awake, pacing the house with the lights out. This particular sad farewell to school life left a hole in my chest and a bittersweet taste in my mouth, as saying goodbye has a way of doing. I hate this goodbye.
Sappy and dramatic, right?
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