pretty amazing grace

Goodbye's certainly not the sweetest word to say. Sometimes, I hate saying goodbye. Because I wouldn't know what's next. Especially if I don't know what will happen next. It's not that it's really the end. It's just that it looks or feels as if it is.

Once again, I am alone in my room. Nobody but me and the music playing in the background. No Sarah or ying goodbye. Alicia to talk to. No Sarah or Alicia to tell you how their day has been. No Sarah or Alicia to say "Hi" or "Hello" to. For twice already in this room, I had been left behind. And suddenly, I feel so lonely looking at the empty bed, the empty table and cabinet around me.
These are the moments..

Just this morning I was restless, nervous and excited over my exam to a job I've been applying (I even forgot my resume at home? Imagine. Good things my Derf is there to get it for me). Yeah, good things Derf is here. I just thank God for having him here. Certainly, something to be cheerful about. Just knowing he's there for me ease the pain of parting and saying goodbye.