We come. We go. That's life or so they say. Come and go, it's inevitable; or is it necessary? When bidding goodbye comes, we look back and it doesn't matter if we cry or smile. Leaving is always sad and solemn, after all, both for the one who leaves and for those for whom he is leaving from. We're never as much hurt whenever we go.We wonder why is it that leaving is always painful and emotional. In case we pretend to be unhurt of our going, our emotions could betray us, and lay bare our wounds of our leaving. Hidden or otherwise, wounds are just part and parcel of the whole saga. We cry. We smile despite the pain. And there's the mix emotion, one that is both sad and excited. Then we go; and we've already left before we could ever know it. It doesn't matter when we're gone.

As we leave, we know we could go back one day. It's time that tells us when. What it seems to be the most sensible thing to do when we're leaving is nothing but to look back. It may do us no good but it's important nonetheless. 


The moment we go, we should not forget we've been to the places and people we left behind. We know we could have lost a home. But home is where it is safe to be who we really are. It's where we can never be lost. 


This day reminds me of someone... October 26, 2011..

One day, should we decide that we go back to where we have left, it would be special to reminisce the past just to have the taste of what it feels like to be exactly where we were before. The people..the events..the places.. Here, we can refresh the memories. We go. We go back. The same thing happens. The tears..the smile..the memories.

I love reminiscing.
But we have to admit that despite the tears, those memories somewhat gives us happiness kaya nga we still keep them in our minds db???. am i making sense here?