I was never good at goodbye
The air and rain were like tiny needles that pierced my skin as I tried to follow the car you rode on. Just a few minutes before that, you asked if I’d like to ride with you to the airport but I said no, coz It’d be too hard for me to see you go, but there I was, driving like crazy, raced with every beat of my broken heart
Eight long years of being together almost 24×7, it felt like running out of air to breathe. You were there, when I first had my bike, you even rode with me without asking if I knew how to drive. It was funny and scary at the same time, because I never experienced riding a motorcycle with a back ride before. I didn’t tell you though, because you might get as scared and tensed as I was.
I’ve tried to deny that it was happening, I told myself it could be just another nightmare. A loud thunder brought me back to reality, you were leaving me behind, and even heaven joined me in sorrow. The rain poured even harder, I got drenched from head to toe.
So many things ran through my head that time, I thought, maybe even if I died at that very moment, it would never stop you from leaving.
Luckily, I got to the airport on time, just before you checked in. I called out your name, and your eyes were filled with tears, so was mine. I didn’t care what others had to say, that time, all I knew was I had to call out your name; otherwise it might be too late. You heard me and you ran back like the high school kid you were when we first met. You stood in front of me, and held my hand. You’re so near… yet farther than I could ever imagine. I felt my broken heart shattered more as it completely turned into dust. I said to myself then, that’d be the day that I’d die. As if you read my mind, you said, it’s not the end; it’s never going to end for us. I hugged you like I never did before, I didn’t even notice that you were nearly breathless, but hell I care, you were leaving me!
Boarding time came and I knew there was no way I could hold you back, the same way I could never hold back my tears.
My knees felt so weak then, I could not even walk back to where I parked my bike. Drenched all over, I sat in a corner for the longest time, not knowing what to do or where to go next.






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