Bits and Pieces That Make Me
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. - Victor Hugo
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
See you later, Crocodile
I'm not very good at good-byes. ever since i was a kid, I've always had separation anxiety and its still with me now. I guess I just got better at coping with or hiding it. I feel sad everytime someone leaves or I leave someone or someplace. I'm scared that I won't see that person anymore; I'm scared that we will lose our bond; I'm scared that things between that person and myself will no longer be the same. Maybe that's the reason it takes me a long time to warm up to people; because it takes me a longer time to get over the goodbyes.

I try to console myself with thinking that its not over yet. Of course it isn't. Looking at it on the bright side, someone leaving could also mean that there's something more to look forward to the next time I see them.

Like impromptu dinners.


Or the next LVCup.


Or pepe lopez in cabanas.


... and dreams of Bangkok.
posted by Tami @ 8:24 AM  
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