the airport
so many different people..so many different emotions.
sending a friend off for the first time in melbourne.
it was sad...
and i was kind of extra cos her bf was there too
but i knew i had to go
just to see her walk through those gates
and also, i thought perhaps she would want me there too.
the usual way of goodbyes - a hug and pat on the back
with a reminder to take care
when i pull back and see tears swim in her eyes,
i knew i cannot let her see me cry.

and now, back in the apartment i've shared with her for exactly 3 months
knowing that i wouldn't hear her key in the lock for 2 weeks
i finally let those tears drop
one by one
it's not loneliness...
it's a sense of emptiness,
for this apartment would never be complete
until the day she steps in again.
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maybe when i wake up tomorrow, i'll feel okay again
maybe when i'm exhausted from clinic, the silence would be welcoming.
till then,
i'll be waiting...for that 'tomorrow',
and i'll try means and ways to tire myself
so that i'd not notice the desolation
spreading into every corner of my soul.