...slowly getting back

The weather’s been cold, just like what it was since I arrived last Tuesday. The deafening silence, the foggy path to work and the unbearable cold just makes everything so sad.

Work has been good to me. I can forget the good times that I shared with Athens, auntie, uncle and my cousins in Sydney. But as soon as I get a morsel of time alone with myself, I can’t help but get teary-eyed. I just miss everybody.

I don’t know how it would be in the next few days, months or years. I’m still coping and trying to be ok. I’m fighting to brush off this emptiness and it’s such a struggle especially when I’m stuck inside my room, thinking of all the happy thoughts we have shared.

We have talked last night. We were trying to hide each other’s sadness but our eyes didn’t lie. It was such a relief, being each other’s fallback. In a way, we have settled down and getting back on track, trying to be what it was before World Youth Day in Sydney.

I know it would take some time to be back to each other and we are still hoping for the best. As of the moment, I just can’t bear the loneliness.