Parting is such sweet sorrow

We say goodbyes everyday.

To the siblings and parents we leave behind, to go off to school. To the classmates and colleagues we encounter, that we expect to see them again tomorrow. To lovers, who deliver goodbyes in parting, hoping that such words needn't be. To friends, to family, to the people we care about.

Today I leave behind two people who have been there for me when I needed help the most. They have been there when I was lonely, been there when I was sad, been there when I was ecstatic with joy, and been there ... when there was nothing special at all to be said.

I met them both today. It was not meant to be a special meeting... but just merely a mudane meeting with friends. A typical day for a typical reason, in a typical setting.

But now, I am glad.

Both of them will not be able to come to join in an upcoming milestone in my life, soon. Each have their own reasons, said or unsaid. I desperately wish they could, because now I realize how much important they are, in my life.

Life is strange. It takes so little to bring happiness, so little to bring despair, so little to bring hope... But it only happens to the people who are the most important for you.

We spent the day together... in the very typical manner. But when it was time to part ways, I was consumed with emotion. Very little needed to be said... both looked and realized that they will not be there, when they should be. Two heartfelt goodbyes, coupled with two heartfelt hugs, with no words said - because they were not required. It was a true relation, in many sense of the word.

I've cried so many times when I had to part with my boyfriend... just a mere happenstance of a plane ride, or a brief absence. Words will almost always never be said - they are implicitly understood.

On that day, they will go their own way, while I share my happiness with so many others... yet it is something that they rightfully should have a chip of.

I now beheld the hope of hearing the words, when that parting has been put back together in a circle. The day when I will come back, firm on my steps, and I will softly tell both of them,

"....ta dai ma."

And when they respond back, it will be the sweetest words that I will hear.