Parting Shot.
Today, a friend of mine left for the US.
He migrated there.
It was a simple goodbye.
Not the emotional one that I imagined.
But a simple wave of the hand.
And a parting hug.
That wave said it all.
The emotional attachment.
And the determination and knowledge that we'd see each other again.
We stood there not wanting to leave.
Maybe he'd miss the flight.
But reality hits hard.
Although when I'm like very very old.
I might forget that I once had a good friend named Huang Ji.
I won't forget the emotional bonds we had.
It's good to have friends.
Come back for NS and holidays okay!
We're all waiting for you already.
...
And we didn't want that game to end.
He migrated there.
It was a simple goodbye.
Not the emotional one that I imagined.
But a simple wave of the hand.
And a parting hug.
That wave said it all.
The emotional attachment.
And the determination and knowledge that we'd see each other again.
We stood there not wanting to leave.
Maybe he'd miss the flight.
But reality hits hard.
Although when I'm like very very old.
I might forget that I once had a good friend named Huang Ji.
I won't forget the emotional bonds we had.
It's good to have friends.
Come back for NS and holidays okay!
We're all waiting for you already.
...
And we didn't want that game to end.