Went to the airport after work to send the boyfriend off. He's going on holiday but I'm not!!! =(
Anyways, that was like my
first time in 24 years sending off someone at the airport
by myself. I'm pretty amazed at this revelation. Haha. All other times, I was always with a group of people.
And honestly? The feeling sucks. Cos' as you watch the person wave goodbye and disappear from view, you're left
all alone to head back the way you came. Sighh.
As I began my lonely way home (let me exaggerate a little can), I came to the conclusion that depending on which side of the gate you're at, the feeling is different.
If I were the one flying off on a holiday, sure, I'd miss my darling (and everyone else) back home, but at the same time, I'd probably be too busy having fun and maximising my R&R time to pine too much.
Instead, I'm now the one missing my boy muchlyy even though I was with him only a few hours ago. It's not so much that I have to cling on to him every second..it's more of the knowledge that I won't be seeing him for the next couple of days.
Especially when we happen to work in the same office and see each other practically everyday.
I guess it's because when you're the one left behind here at home, everyday's some sort of a routine, and there are certain things you either take for granted, or are simply used to. So, when the routine is broken, you feel the difference all the more keenly. Whereas if you're overseas, you'll be too busy taking in the sights and sounds to bother about routine. What kind of routine would you have in a foreign land?
And so, I've come to a
second conclusion. I am totally and completely
not made for LDRs.
Which makes me admire, all the more, couples who can keep a long-distance relationship going strong. Eventually getting married and spending the rest of their lives together too. Like my darling cousin, for one.
My boy better not decide to drop me a bombshell one fine day and move back to myanmar. I will so totally....feel lost.
Almost scary being in a relationship sometimes. After awhile, you just kinda forget how it feels like to live without your significant other. I was asking myself just now, what was life like before mb came along? Wasn't I doing perfectly fine on my own? Not that I'm incapable of living on my own now. I just happen to like life in couplehood. Especially with him. Hee.
Ohwells. That's life for you; the many different stages and chapters. And the people who enter and leave. All I know is, I hate goodbyes; both the temporary and the permanent. Particularly the latter.
Anyhow, I'm going to have fun nonetheless, whether or not the boyfriend's here. Although I don't see how fun it's going to get when I have to work this saturday. Bleahh.
Ohh heck it. I miss you all the same. 
