Someone moved on, someone left behind

The title is not so~~~ precise of what is going on, but eventually this is what is going to happen. People are leaving, creating a never  stronger sense of remorse. One day we are going to say goodbye; on another day, we are all going to be by ourselves.

It’s just so hard to bid farewells to people, especially when you may never get to see them again. However, this heavy burden of leaving and being left behing comes back to us, haunts us when we go to sleep; in the darkness you feel the sadness, you feel the loneliness, you feel the longing for a hug, you feel the nastalgia for home…… They call it the eternal return, the philosophers, but what we are experiencing that are left behind for us, is just memory.

People used to say, I lived, and I moved on; but please, when you go on, do not look back; so you will not regret; and you will not see the tears running down.

To close this in a happier atmosphere, I should quote this funny little poem:

I was left here waiting, but I’ll be right here waiting~~

Farewell to those who have left, and all the best for those who are leaving. 

So always remember, ‘Friends are forever’.