I Hate Saying Goodbye
It was a bittersweet day today. After 2 weeks of intensive travelling we bonded quickly, we are friends but it was a year talking to eachother via email or skype. So being on the road and explore new countries while never really seen eachother in real life was quite the experience but we knew the day would come he had to go back.
I did not want to admit it nor did I want to give into it but I felt emotional, to a point I could cry. I kept my cool though because I hate showing vunerability and most of all I hate saying goodbye.
Right now, things feel unresolved since I haven't said goodbye and it makes me sad even more then I already was. We initially thought that we would have some time to say our goodbyes and have that akward emotional moment after he checked in his luggage before he would go through the gates, but that did not happen.
We looked at eachother a bit shocked from far away as he was forced by the other travellers up to the gates. We only waved quickly to eachother untill he was out of sight. He did ask if we should say goodbye now, before he checked in his luggage but at that moment I wanted to postpone it as long as possible.
But I feel bad now as if I read a book with an open ending, and it did not feel right. I shed a few tears driving back home, hoping he will arrive home safe.
Maybe it had to be like this because it's not a goodbye I'll see him soon again.
I did not want to admit it nor did I want to give into it but I felt emotional, to a point I could cry. I kept my cool though because I hate showing vunerability and most of all I hate saying goodbye.
Right now, things feel unresolved since I haven't said goodbye and it makes me sad even more then I already was. We initially thought that we would have some time to say our goodbyes and have that akward emotional moment after he checked in his luggage before he would go through the gates, but that did not happen.
We looked at eachother a bit shocked from far away as he was forced by the other travellers up to the gates. We only waved quickly to eachother untill he was out of sight. He did ask if we should say goodbye now, before he checked in his luggage but at that moment I wanted to postpone it as long as possible.
But I feel bad now as if I read a book with an open ending, and it did not feel right. I shed a few tears driving back home, hoping he will arrive home safe.
Maybe it had to be like this because it's not a goodbye I'll see him soon again.
