Long Distant Friend

(note: if you read this and comment on it, I'll be so thankful)

Have you... ever wondered about the meaning of "friendship" and "love"? Think about this, suppose you have a very close friend that you even considered her/him as a bezzie (a.k.a best friend). Okay, so you both get along very well, you both share funny moments and protect each other like good friends. But, have you ever thought about the day that you'll have to leave that special person that you loved so much? This happened to me thrice.

First happened when it was in Jakarta; I remembered that day very well. Even though the it was sunny outside, I felt like inside my heart it was raining cats and dogs. :'{ Before I told my friend, K, I tried to have fun as much as I could. I really tried to smile and act as if nothing had happened. I kept telling myself that I could tell K later on. Of course, I still hid it until the school period was almost over. Then, I couldn't help myself but to tell everyone that I had to go to Indonesia. Yeah, their faces dropped but I really tried not to cry...

It was the last break of the last day. I was still staggered and confused at the same time. Me and other people took pictures together. Then me and K talked about our everyday conversation. I was happy then. The bell rang and the next period was maths. We both go to maths in the same class even though we're from a different class (weird, huh?). In that period we both giggled and sent notes to each other. K gave me something: a piece of paper with the signature of everyone. I felt so happy that my heart could explode! And again, I tried not to cry. :D (sorry, I'm a bit of a crybaby)
Then... the last bell rang.
My other bezzies gave me a card with their signatures on it.
I gave K a big and tight hug and told her that she was the only person that could make me smile like a hyper person and one of the people who never made me mad.
While hugging, I told myself in the heart, I'll miss them. So much.

I realized then that I had to leave them. Forever. Tears were coming out but I held them back. I looked behind and say my K. my Dubai. my Friends. my Memory.

in the airplane heading towards Indonesia, I cried. Then I thought to myself,

"Bye... Dubai...."



(sorry everything is kind of tangled up. it is because I'm sleepy.) :)