Trip 


I knew this one is gonna make me cry out the tears of departure. I knew this won’t be about just a glass of another drink. How the trip ended up with sips and deep conversations with you. My hands numb and barely I could get away from the warmth of your hugs. Every place where we go leaves a great impact because of you. How on the Earth I can go at the same places without you? If I ever have to, every step will remind me of you. How packing your bags for another day was a day closer to be away again for days and not meet like this. I have never had cravings this bad to be with you. I have been years away from you but living with you are days of magic which I can still not believe that it happened. How you wake me up with your hand caressing my face and those, “Good mornings!” felt like this yesterday or ever before. It is different everyday. No honey, I am not high on Vodka. I miss you! đź’ť