Until Then

"Good night! Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow."
- Romeo and Juliet

He was scheduled to leave last saturday, August 6 at 11:55 pm (or 23:55) via Emirates to UK. I planned to meet him 7 hours before his plane takes off, or should I say 4 hours before he checks-in at the airport. I wanted to cry and stop him from leaving the country (& me, as well). But what can I do? He works there to earn a living & to start something for ourselves.

Thankfully, he was able to re-schedule his flight for another 24 hours -- just to spend time with me. We were both happy and obviously madly in love with each other. We didn't wanna talk nor think about parting coz it will both make us cry. We just wanted to make most out of our time. It was the best and most memorable moments of my life. Every second of it, we did cherish it.

But time flew so fast. Before we knew it, we were on our way to the airport and I was holding up my tears. At the ramp going to the departure area of NAIA, I couldn't stop 'em anymore. We hugged each other tight and vowed that we will always love each other.

On my way back to my dorm, I was silently praying to God. (What prayer is that? It's just between me and Him.)

I can hardly wait when we'll be seeing each other again.