Never once did I feel alone, I was happy every second of my life not because fate gave me a distinct chance but because I wanted to. Why would I chase something and crave for something that I wasn’t compelled to have? I wouldn’t because I am very much capable of admitting how contented I was to everything that awaits me in the near future.

Paying attention to every little detail about myself, I grew to know who I really was. I grew to distinguish what I was only capable of. I grew to love certain people that played an extensive role in my life. My flaws, my failures, my soft spots, they were all an emblem of who I really was, and I am proud of that.

Goodbye?

Was there really such a word? I never believed because he told me that those were as meaningless as unkept promises. And I’m holding on to it, trying not to utter that certain word for I know how much it will make me feel stranded, depressed and abandoned.

It was kind of funny, actually, how I was saying all these when the forthcoming I am talking about is actually right at this moment. It’s funny how I’m expressing it as if I was being left even though in reality, I’m the one who’s going to leave.