Second time he went after we got tgt.
The previous time was Dec2012.
This time he's gone for 3 weeks.
So long right?!?!?!?
I went to send him off ytd at the airport.
Was told to reach the airport at 7.30pm cuz his dad having dinner with them
Then at 5pm, as i was preparing to go out, he was like.
"Faster come! My dad not having dinner with us. You can join us for dinner liao."
Cabbed there as fast as the taxi uncle could. (There was a jam near the expressway entrance)
Joined his mum and sis and sister'sfriend for dinner at Thai Express at around 6.15pm.
Walked around T3 for a bit before they had to go in.
I couldnt bear to let go of him. I really couldnt. 3 weeks is so long without him.
I gave him the scarf that i knitted for him. Hope he likes it.
The rest went in first so i could say my byes properly.
I pulled him to a corner and hugged him really really tight. I cant help but cry a little. The thought of 3 weeks without him is too much.
Then, we walked towards the departure area and i hugged and kissed him for the last time before he left.
And i stood there as i watched him walk in.
He kept turning back.
Everytime he turned back my heart broke.
I want him back.
I want him back very much.
I wished his visit back to his grandparents place isnt that long.
But i cant have him back.
Well, for 3 weeks i cant.
Couldnt bear to leave the airport while knowing he's still somewhere in the departures area.
Wandered around, thinking about him, and anxious for the day he'll come back.
He told me he was still near the staff entrance. I went back up to have that final look at him.
It was short. Too short.
I left the airport after that.
I wish we had one more kiss.
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