Farewell

10.7.2008

bading farewell is not always the last thing to do on someone's list...
though it could be sometimes...
and for every soul their own times to accept those..
FYI,, i'm not writing an essay for my study...
nor fo you to totally understand the next words..
this is just a kind of note for me to remember...hopefully~

8.40,, the message arrived, right after the y4r 533n, making us busy packing...
me, fell into silence, locked tongue, had my mind racing...
all sort of things were scattering inside of it...
people's manners and reactions became kinda vivid....
it all lasted till there, where people were mobbing tighter by the minutes..
at the wonted position, ** laid immobile...
seeing that brought all those past back...
none dropped for *** from me but the atmosphere was gloomy...
mingled with the words of the folks regarding the processes to go through...
nothing much happened in the dark...some phrases were recited, waited for the next morning's shine...

the star rose as usual, showing no difference of its common...
the crusty surface we were standing did, though...
poeple made it there quite early, it all just to make themselves busy as the others followed...
common procedures went on, memorialized by the 'eye', for others to remember also...
that part, finally...it was the 1st and last time my wrapper touched *** cranium that i could remember... and there is no chance to have it anymore...
** was better at the new home, hopefully, though it was sickening to stay still, not following...b4|<0ng

plates were served for a few days, started from that, with the reasons that are still unclear to me...
and i don't bother to think that much...
it is all just to go on, without one~