its been 22 weeks. and in 2 more days jooch will be back...
i think no one will ever understand the silence of those long weeks. but thank you to all friends who cared to share this weight. it made the silence less oppressive, especially when i was feebly gasping for air. and how i had to drag myself thru the final sem, the dreary holidays, accustoming to work. when i just want to hiberate and wake up when he's back.
its like u wander aimlessly along, everyday flashes by u, and u look out to the world from tinted lenses. hope upon hope. waiting and waiting.
and finally the moment is here.
