Today, I bode farewell to my family. Well, half farewell, since they're coming to Sweden on holiday in a week. But I suppose this is a goodbye after all; goodbye to the parental home, goodbye to tv and hot baths. Not that I will miss those things, but still :-)
And now, I'm on the train to Leuven. Belgian trains are very practical; you can sit anywhere you want. When a lot of people come home from the coast after a holiday, or come home from work, this usually means you can sit in the corridor. Luckily, I managed to get a seat; typing in the corridor with a laptop is not exactly practical.
Look at me, I'm rambling. Back to the real subject of this blogpost: saying goodbye. I'm trying to avoid it as much as I can, since I'm not very good at saying goodbye. Either I remain stoical, calm and insensitive as a tree. "It'll be alright, don't cry, ..." It's either that, or crying uncontrollably.
Saying goodbye to my girlfriend for 5 months will probably be the hardest thing I will ever have done in my life.
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I'll never let you go
I've taken a complete goodbye-kit: pictures, teddy bear, etc. Hope it will be enough :x
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