The Surprised "Farewell".

29th June 2022.

An entry from him in our shared diary if I may say so. In his own words, short and sweet...

I already knew he was leaving, felt it in my bones. For greater good, for better future or to finally spread his wings and fly high. I was happy, he is finally doing something that he has passion for, (I think)...yet at the same time it hurts me so deep as I no longer can steal some quality time with him or to be around for whenever he needed someone. I can't remember the long nights of crying but I remembered the goodbyes. Tried to be subtle but I couldn't. In the midst of leaving, will he stay though? In my life that is?

"le destin est ordonné par le ciel" 

(Fate is ordained by Heaven)