Ramble Me This

Tomorrow's my last day of being an office worker. What do I feel right now? Relief. Of not having a big system above me. Rushed. Of moving out files and stuffs Longing. Starting to notice what I'll be missing. Poised. As if time stand still in this place. Anxious. Of the challenges ahead. I'm still breathing. I'm alive.

I was never good with goodbyes I am uncomfortable with all that come with them Of saying goodbye Of saying sorry and thank you of what has passed Of letting go each and every little thing Of the longing and missing Of reminiscing all the memories Of feeling the loss and the separation Of knowing things will never be the same again Of not knowing what will happen next Of all the things that will change Of all that will remain the same Of what had happened Of what might have happened When we we are not together My worst goodbye was when moving from Bandung to Jogja Because it was home for years, where all my stories were written Where memories, hopes, and despair was shared First loves, crushes, and broken hearts were mend Because I will never go back, and it will never be the same I wish I can just leave and disappear Without saying goodbyes Without feeling goodbyes