Almost time

"Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye?"

It's almost time, to say goodbye once again. I absolutely dreaded and every morning as I wake up, I pray hard to God hoping He would slow time down just a bit. Just a little more. To let me enjoy the last days of my 3 weeks of paradise. I wish, when I wake up the next morning, I would look at the time to see that it stopped. But, the truth is, it won't.

Today, I've finally open up all the boxes piled up in my room after 3 weeks. Wondering what's in there. Guess what? It was all my stuffs. Not just any average stuffs that got left behind and forgotten, but also memories. Memories that were holding onto the stuffs, waiting to be rediscovered, waiting to be relived. I found my books, my soft toys, my accessories, and a whole lot of stuffs. Stuffs that remind me of my childhood, and my pre-teen years. I have grown up so much. Not just physically, but mentally as well. As I open up each boxes with excitement, I found out that I have indeed left a lot behind. I traded colour pencils for eyeliners, I traded girly purses for Roxy, I traded sneakers for high heels and a lot more. How could I in anyway, not being a teenager and still growing?

My days here are numbered. Looking back when I first reached home, going through my room, eating my mom's cooking, meeting my friends, it all seemed like yesterday. Is it really 3 weeks already? Now that I'm going back soon, my heart sighed even more. The time difference has increased to 5 hours and for my relationship, it's another hour harder. With exams coming up, studies to do, we both had to fight through all these obstacles just to make our relationship survive. We're not only fighting against time and distance, but also our future. Neither one of us, wanted to other to leave. I guess goodbye this time would be a thousand times harder than the last one.

The next time I'm back, I'm definitely staying longer.

XOXO,

Nathalie