Come and Go

He just COME and GO.

If God was listening... May He gave me the courage to deal with every issues and confusion I have right now.

Life somehow is unfair in such the way it ends. DEATH.

In relation, My life has ended almost 2 years ago. With sorrow and REGRETS. In life there are people that becomes a part of us. It can be a family, a friend, and someone who can change us forever.

Couple of days ago, sometime around 11:00 pm. Two friends are arguing and I was one of them and sipping my favorite Hot Caramel Macchiato. "I miss this beb (pseudonym for my best friend and referring to the coffee shop we've missed for quite sometime). And maybe until we get all white hair I will never forget that particular coffee shop, simply because my story began there. In that coffee shop alone.

A story which repeats as the heart of time continues to exist, as long as there is courage and hope. And when the times fills with love, overflows with feelings, and choke with tears and shouted loneliness, it will suddenly break. Remember, stories with endings are quite not the same.

How they got know is not very important.

To cut the story short, unfortunately we didn't make it. I don't have to elaborate every detail merely because for me it's a part of history.

Right now I'm still in the series of letting it out of my system. And everytime I'm reaching the final step in the grieving process. Here he is, unconciously pulling me back. Sometimes, I asked myself questions and up until now the anwers were not enough.

It's not that I want him out. I just want distance because it will be difficult for me start and live again with these psychological feature of experiencing affective and emotional states with him around.

For you: I'm sorry. and I miss "us".