Departure @ MindSay

Approaching the end of my college days, unlike those who always cry a river over departure, I seem to wear non-sentimental appearance all the time. I even took no interest in the departure feast last Thursday when and where my fellow schoolmates all devoured the last and the sole buffet dinner that the Faculty offers to all the graduates.

Departure pt 1 - When Words Become Brick Walls

I'm not coming home till I slay the secind side of me. Did you get a load of that? Did you find it ever ridiculous?

I can only dream my arms might collapse to find you here. The beauty in this vision is the kiss. The kiss split by demon tendencies.

Defeated in my premise, and now I find you here and now I choose to run. I'll be back if you wish...I'll return to capture one last kiss with a blade.

In a dream state, capturing smile with a frown. About the beast in your closet, I left him there. As long as you're not around. Never return. Oh precious...never return to...my grasp.

Departure pt 2 - In Lasting Here,  the Longest.

If leaving was the hardest part, I'm sure I'll change my mind soon.

The road ahead is quite unkept. My feet are torn to shreds. And when the black bloody sun sets in, I'll hide from the stars. And I'll hide most of all fromm who you are.

Are they staring at me tonight? Is the canvas dotted imperfect? Painting it clean with my eyelids, I sleep, and in morn, I journey...

I'm coming to see Romaine, my journey will end in you. A split second of torture, I'm turning back. Pressing on, oh what it requires, say much too much.

The Sorrow will become much more than collisions across the floor.

I only like going to the airport when I pick someone up, not when they have to leave.  I brought my husband, Jan, to the airport, vowing not to cry.  But everyone around me was all teary and it made me want to cry too.  When we said our goodbyes, I felt the tears rising up in me, threatening to explode as the doors closed and I couldn't see him anymore. 

I left the airport, joining in with the slump-walk of other sad people, paid my $10 parking ticket (for 1 hour!) and after negotiating my way in the maze-like car park, drove home. 

The house was as we left it, but his toothbrush was gone.

I went home for dinner, and laughed it out with my sisters.  Vanessa and Fiona were making fun of my Italian poetry recital in Melbourne University ages ago, back in high school when I won a poetry competition.  They were being so mean, but I laughed, cuz they were laughing.

Now, I'm back home.  The silence is all around me.  I can't wait until my friends come over to stay on Tuesday and Wednesday, then I can at least be distracted for a while until Jan comes back :)

Seeya guys soon :p