As I am writing this post, I am waiting for the departure gate to Dubai to be opened. Dubai is the first leg of my journey home. But honestly, to tell you the truth, I am not really looking forward to go back home. Some of my friends are very excited to go back home and some even went home earlier, even before the term has ended. But as for me, I already bought the ticket when I got together with Lydia. Every single moment that I spend with her, every second and every minute, I always cherish those moments. Now the time has come for us to part ways for a few months. I am not ashamed to say that I was crying on the train. I can only see her face after at least 2 months. I don’t know why but this is the first time that I cried when I have to part with somebody. When I was in high school, not even once that I shed a single tear when my family went home and left. But this one is very different.
Although I knew that I am going to see her again, but the 2 months seem so long. I don’t know how will I survive during this vacation period. I guess I loved her so much that I am prepared to sacrifice myself for her. I am in love with her and I can only hope that she is just as that. One of the reasons why I cried is because she gave me a birthday cake and a present for me during my last night here in Cardiff. Although my birthday is not until 4 weeks’ time, she made me that cake because we won’t be with each other during that time. I was stunned and out of nowhere, tears started rolling down my cheek and as I am typing, my eyes are now very watery. She also gave me a present that acknowledges me as her boyfriend. This is the first time that I have ever been accepted by anyone. And this is why I will always treasure her for the rest of my life. I have a good feeling about us because we still have 2 years in our course and we are classmates, well, who knows, maybe this is it….
