I may have tried to “man-up” bidding you farewell even though it’s for a week, as I write this, tears start to make their way out, force themselves out in the open. Been together for the last 15 months through thick and thin, it isn’t that easy to just let you go. Just to ease myself in this humdrum that’s going inside me, I ordered an extra strong coffee without sugar, taking a sip while thinking of you and writing it down here. I was asking you to be strong, but the truth is I am as weak as you when it comes to saying you goodbye.
As I write this, I’m already in tears, sipping that coffee, sitting in public, thinking of you. I still have a long drive ahead of me (430kms), and will be missing you badly there. Sorry I cant write further, as I have myself to console. Well on the brighter side, I get to play my playlist while driving without annoying you.
Happy flight. See you in a week.
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