When you miss someone, you travel back in time.
You travel back to every memory of them,
Memories of mid conversation and noticing small things,
Memories of laughing at something which is oddly funny when split by,
Memories of strange places, strange feelings which don't feel so strange with them.
Now since I'll be leaving this very strange place within a month, which I cannot say I love,
But still could not hate over these years.
This place, like the sea, will appear to have changed less but how I wish it had seen innumerous transient feet to fade and again maybe years later,
Someone like Toulson will see their nearer ones recall these days in full spirits,
So lively with enthusiasm.
This place has seen the best of me,
When I ranked in the class and performed the worst.
Nowhere in textbooks but you've taught me to love,
Even the unknown, you've taught me to be a better friend
And always a better person.
You've heard all those unheard cries.
For fourteen years, you have seen me
And somewhere in between I grew up.
On the last day of school, wearing the dull uniform
Which carries thousands of emotions,
I turn around one last time to see you.
And just like how someone in the obituary recalls the best moments of his life before his last breaths are taken away,
My life came back to me.
I entered the school alone just with a hand guiding me into the classroom,
But would leave with innumerable friends,
Favorite teachers and a thousand stories. I entere
I entered the school crying and would leave it crying.
It is hard to deal with sudden changes in our lives,
Sudden goodbyes from those we thought were supposed
To stay with us forever,
Sudden breaking all promises,
Every laughter and those wiped tears.
Now, I know how it feels the day before,
Everything felt alright but now its changed - years and years of shared memories become strangers
And that's the day we realise "FOREVER" is a myth and it is what it is !
Acceptance is hard and for me,
It still is, as now I know,
Parents- teacher meeting and annual examinations
Are much easier than semesters,
Countless assignments
And placements would be thereafter.
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