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Letting go of someone you love with your whole heart is like giving away one thing that means the most to you. When you finally give it up, you feel like the world is carried upon your back and your heart and soul can't take the pain you're enduring as you see your most valuable thing being given away. It hurts, but you need to be strong for it since it is the right thing to do.

And with this, letting go of someone I truly love is the worst decision I've ever made in my whole life. It is like a part of me has been taken away and I don't know how will I get it back. Leaving all the pain behind is the only resort I could give so that I can take away the agony I'm in.

No one can replace my love for that curly haired boy. The one who let me feel what is like to be inlove, who made me feel happy and who gave me the sun, moon and all of the stars.

One lesson I've learned from this journey is to live everything you have at the moment because one day, you're going to wake up and you'll just know that it'll be your last. You need to cherish everything that is happening to you because when it's gone, you can never bring it back again.

And now I'm already on my way to the airport and my whole being is not sure about what I am going to do. I want to go back to him, but it's already too late.

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"Please don't leave me. I won't leave. I'll stay. I won't sign the record deal. I'll stay just please don't leave me...."

Those words still sunk into my head and it just makes my heart shatter into pieces. Yes, I do want all the best for him because he deserves it so much. I want him to make himself a name in the music industry and I also don't want to be the reason why he'll put his dream down.

"I love you, Please." His pleasing voice echoed through my head and my heart still aches for it. I made the best decision for us right? But why is it killing me inside?

"A flight en route to Australia. Would it really patch all things up?" I whispered to myself and scoffed. "Nice try, Sierra." I answered myself and fiddled with the ticket tucked in my hand. I had been here for two hours already and the boarding will eventually start in a few minutes.

"Attention everyone!" A flight attendant called over the speaker. "This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight 29B to Sydney, Australia. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Regular boarding will begin in approximately ten minutes time. Thank you." As the final beep ended, I pampered myself and made final adjustments in my luggage. I heaved in a deep breath and slowly closed my eyes.

"This is it. There's no turning back now..." My conscience reminded me. And those words were so painful, it looks like your heart was pierced with a javelin.

A part of me says that I shouldn't go and step on that plane, but another part of me tells me to. I want to leave all the pain and agony that I caused here and start a new page of my book, but something was holding me back. Yes, I do still love him and I want to be with him until the end of time, but I suppose the end is almost near.

As I opened my eyes, the flight attendant announced again. "Good morning again. This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight 29B to Sydney, Australia. We still have a couple of passengers that haven't boarded yet and the plane will fly off in 30 minutes. Thank you."

I guess it's really the time to say goodbye.

I stood up from my seat, took one last deep breath and brought my bags with me. I know this situation hurts so much to me, but I need to do this for the sake of my own happiness too.

"Wait!" someone shouted. I spun around to see who it was. "Sierra!" Before I could even recognize who it was, a beefy man hovered my sight.

"Sir, you're not allowed to go there." The guard said. "No, I already had my ticket booked. I'm just waiting for my flight to come. Now will you ex--" The guy explained. I was truly surprised by what I had seen and I was frozen, I don't want to come into conclusions, but my mind seemed not to stop.

"Sierra!" The curly haired boy called over once again, but as my name escaped from his lips, the attendant was calling the few passengers that were left. My heart stopped. I wanted to board already so that I wouldn't cause any trouble, but my feet led to the boy who I love.

"Harry!" I called over. He looked over me and begged the guard to let him in but he's being a hard one. "What are you doing here?"

"I came over to see you. For one last time." His words were lacing with sadness and pain. My heart softened. "I want --" He was cut off by the guard. "Don't unleash your cheesiness here. She's already there, and there's nothing you can do about it." He told Harry sternly. He scowled at the guard and that didn't stop him from talking to me. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for letting you leave like that. I know you decided that I should pursue my dream, but I do really want you to stay. I lost all my courage to stop you from going." I was awe-struck. I didn't know what to say or do. I wanted to say that I'm sorry too, that I love him so much, but I want him to prosper more so I'm letting go.

Before I could reply, I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Are you boarding to flight 29B?" An attendant asked me. "You're the only one who hasn't boarded yet." She politely told me and I nodded. "Yes ma'am. I'll be there in a few." She smiled.

"Please be quick. And also, fix this --" she glanced at Harry then back at me. "I have no idea about what had happened between you two, but as I could see, he really loves you." and turned away. I just gave a polite smile. I brought my attention back to Harry whose still budging to enter the restricted premises.

"PLEASE. I NEED TO GET HER BACK. PLEASE. JUST LET ME IN." He half-shouts.

People had been staring at us and there were also a lot of guards surrounding him already and telling him to leave, but it didn't stopped him and he genuflects at the guard who has been stopping him from getting in. "I would do anything just for you to let me in. What would you do if I lose her? Would you bring her back here to me? No right? So please just let me get near to her!" Harry was almost in tears. I never seen him in this state before. It makes my heart ache more for him.

After a lot of tries, the guard finally pushed his pride down and let Harry in. He hurriedly ran to me and hugged me so tightly. "Please, please don't leave." He softly whispered in my ear.

I want to, but I can't. "I'm already boarding, Harry. I can't turn down." Those words hurt like knives stabbing to your chest. "I would do everything just for you not to leave. Please." His voice his hoarse from all the bantering earlier and was followed by heaved breaths. "I-I don't know about it Harry. You're leaving, and I will too. What's the reason for staying?" I let go from his grasp and wiped away the tears that were starting to fall.

"I love you Sierra. I cannot live without you. You're my home." He held my hands tighter. The tears were threatening to fall from his eyes already, "But you signed the contract, right?" I stared at his green eyes and I could see the pain he's holding up. I averted my gaze to somewhere else.

"And that contract will not be the reason why I should leave you." And he was right. The contract just means that he'll be having a career in track, but it doesn't mean that it would tear his happiness --our happiness-- away.

I remained silent and processed everything out. I want us to be back but in a few days he'll be flying to America that leaves me all alone. This will surely not work out for the both of us.

"So, that's really it?" His voice was sterner. "After all we've been through, you're going to give us up? We can make it through it, just trust me." He held my hands tighter.

"I've already made my decision. I also need to make myself a name and be proud of what I've done. I want you to be one too," The tears didn't stop from coming. "I do love you too, Harry. But, being away from you for a long amount of time would be really hard for us, so it is much better to keep it this way." I stepped back away.

"I'm sorry, Harry."

"Sierra," He went near to me and hugged me again.

"No, I'm really sorry." I wiped away my tears and move back away from his grasp. "I love you." I carried my bags and proceeded to the boarding area.

I looked at him for one last time and he was already in tears. I pushed away mine, took a deep breath and carried my baggage.

And with that, I intently felt my heart shattering once again and the person whom I loved dearly was slowly getting out of my sight.