Finally the day I dread came. All the while, I thought that I should be able to handle his departure, after all I felt in control of the situation. Alas! I was wrong again this time about my emotions.
As I drove him back to Yishun tonight, my heart was heavy and our conversation seemed cold. Somewhat to that effect of being contemplative. We spoke little and I could not get him excited about any topic we once would banter and agree on. Maybe the long quiet drive was his way of saying goodbye and we might not meet in awhile.
He refused to accept my offer to send him to the airport tomorrow morning despite much persuasion. And I left it there as he might have wanted some time alone on the last lap of his Singapore visit.
He will be dearly missed but i know that my life moves on like a train. He is but all a passenger that came onboard for a quick chat and got off to carry on with his life's journey. But I know that I took a chance to make him stay just a bit longer but all gatherings will have to come to an end, eventually.
I promised my friends that I will be fine and I will be. The road maybe be tough but I will get by with great company.
Thank you Z for making me feel alive.
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