Even though we both knew you would find your life in another city far away, I guess we never thought it would come this soon. Even though you constantly reminded me of the possibility, I guess I never thought the possibility would turn into reality.

Is this the end? I'm scared... scared of the weeks passing by... scared about the days I spend at work and the hours I don't spend with you.

It's hard to imagine, when you are still here, what it would be like once you are gone and your hours lagging behind mine.

Maybe it won't be that bad, but I hate the countdown to find out.

But as always, I wish you all the best. And maybe, if at least one of us tries, this isn't the end.

Peace.