As the new horizon opens, I can’t barely hide the fact that I whimper despite of the gladness and warmth of the sunbeams that’s surfacing. It’s really hard to say goodbye even though the parting has a beautiful reason. You can’t take away the nakedness of the landscape that it will take a span of time for you to be with that person dancing on the cloud nine again. I’ll miss everything. From the idle times of just sitting around for hours enjoying the comfort of silence of each other up to the giggles of tickling pink mirth. It’s sad, it’s sad…

“May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.”