Goodbye, For Now

I hate goodbyes.

This will be our “final” goodbye as a courting couple. God willing, we will be married early next year.

Moments before he walked into the departure gate, we held each other and I cried.

Missing him hurts.

But the reality of leaving home is also starting to sink in slowly.

The next time we find ourselves at the departure gate, he will no longer be walking in alone. I will be walking in together with him.

That time, I will find myself walking away from dearly beloved ones, glancing back to catch the last few glimpses before everything and everyone becomes a blur behind those tears…



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