goodbyes are the hardest

i hate goodbyes.

people leave and start new lives... lives that do not include you in it. or they do, but it's so hard to keep in touch. how can you share their joy, pain, loss, sadness, and love when they're like miles and miles and miles away. how will they share mine? things will never be the same again. absence does not make the heart grow fonder. it just places a barrier between people. distance is such an obstacle.

on wednesday, i'll lose two people i love. they will be going to australia to study (and consequently so will i, but that's beside the point) and i don't know, does 5 and 10 years sound like millenniums to you? and by the time they return, we'll all be men and women with responsibilities, jobs and plans to "settle down"; to leave our carefree lives behind.

*cries*

i feel so robbed of my time with them. and the reality of it is just starting to hit me hard. i'm going to say goodbye. again. i'm going to see people i care for leave me, again. saying i'll miss them is quite the understatement.

i'm supposing the only advice to take now is 'time heals everything'. but i don't want to be wise and philosophic now. all i want to do is whine, be difficult and look pensive with a cloud of gloom over my head for the next few days. haha. so, bear with me.

i don't have a picture of both of them together so i'm using one of my old edits. forgive the very obvious fact that it has my sister's and my face like plastered there.

bu-ken and shaun, we'll miss you both loads.