Life -noun-
↪the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity and continual change preceding death.
But in other words, it can be a journey crafted for us...
Flying, reaching the stars, and yeah probably celebrating her sister's birthday. Up high in the sky on a plane towards somewhere new.
I already...
Never mind.
She's coming back though. I just hope it will be soon.
It's funny because she had said to me before that she was leaving and every time, she would count the days left, I would act like a crazy beachy psycho drama queen. And probably like a tsundere with, you know the pouty face and all.
She would laugh it off and perhaps so would I, but yeah, I did make me sad.
I bet she would have only said, just to get my attention like... "Come and play with ME!!!"
(She's a big FNAF fan.)
You know something. Departures are one heck of a crazy thing, yeah pretty painful for everyone.
It's like an airport full of passengers departing away, maybe temporarily.
So, after giving her friends goodbye. We left as we would usually do after school. I was walking her home.
In our case, it was something more than that. It felt a different way of walking her home. Instead of millions of noises buzzing around that feel like arrows in your heart, but also people passing right through you like a glass of a mirror, this time we had silence. It was harsher because we really couldn't speak.
Meanwhile, our souls were connected more for us. Wondering about how much time they had to wander without each other.
Echoing with silence, the view around us froze instantly. Nothing moved just for us. We held a long warm gaze to each other. My face was mirrored on her cheerful eyes, even though we both had glasses. Our hands were held stronger than ever, tighter than chains or handcuffs.
I hugged her.
'Somehow departure is a feeling of sweet sorrow' Sheikspare once said.
The meaning of that phrase doesn't make any sense to me.
How complex can your life be? Very.
By who? People.
What have these people done to you? A lot of bad things.
Like what? Like.... suffering.
I only reunited with her a couple of months ago yet to be departed again. We continued walking and we stopped somewhere, probably near her flight.
An empty photo frame before us looked like a door to a better place, to her roots and she belonged there. She has been born, raised, and partly educated in there. She is going back there again. It might be only for a couple of weeks or for holidays...going in the right place for her to extend her knowledge and her horizons.
I remember she said she had built a whole life back there and sadly she had to turn away from there. She came here and made friends like me or others also pretty important like soulmates.
I will never forget these priceless memories of my golden friendships.
We might not talk anymore like directly or physically like watching each other's faces, but the bond and the trust still exist in our blood like a signature in our veins. Yes, it was true I had to let her go so we can both understand our values in life. To prove the world and ourselves that we are strong even though we are apart physically but joined by heart. A creative heart, A timid heart, A wild heart, and many more on its beautiful journey with life.
This departure is one of life's many guilty pleasures.
These thoughts came in my mind and I reminded myself again that this for her own happiness, not mine. She had to go and let her go. (I know a bit cliché but, whatever you get the point) I hugged her again, this time suffocating her to show her my love, she returned the hug with the same force.
I softly whispered to her ear. "You're going to have a great time."
"I know, but not without you."
"That's so sweet, but I am gonna miss you...a lot "
"Come here. I love you!!"
"Duh me too."
"Well see you in January."
"Oh man, I need to get my calendar. I got a lot of counting to do." She chuckled. I smiled widely.
Suddenly we heard a chime.
"Time to go..." As soon as she said that, thick fumes came and blurred her silhouette. Like a pretty smokey dress wrapping her body, there she was like dust, she flew up in the air.
Ready to depart. I followed the plane until it disappeared in the sky.
"I miss you already Hera..."
I turned away, then something tickled my nose like a spec of sugar. Then another one and many more. It started snowing, not like a storm, more like a shower of happiness a little gift, that made me more joyful. I continued my way. No away from hers and my best friend's. I was lonely, but not feeling alone.
At least I had a bit of crystal snow around. I know that...YOU NEVER WALK ALONE.
