I hate airports...
there are сertain moments in your life, when you feel so sad, that nothing can cheer you up...
It's a feeling of missing someone, who mean a lot to you... specially when you understand that, probably, you won't see that person ever again for long period of time...
I hate airports... Especially the departure gates...When the person has already crossed that line, and starts moving in totally opposite direction from you... You still can see the person, but you can't hug or say smth you wanted to say...
Today my sweet Masha left home, to Toronto, than Ukraine... just like that, packed her bags and left... it feels weird and sad...
Still can't imaginе my life here without her...
Hmm, new life is waiting for her.... and for me too....
Masha, see you somewhere in the world, will miss you a lot...
It's a feeling of missing someone, who mean a lot to you... specially when you understand that, probably, you won't see that person ever again for long period of time...
I hate airports... Especially the departure gates...When the person has already crossed that line, and starts moving in totally opposite direction from you... You still can see the person, but you can't hug or say smth you wanted to say...
Today my sweet Masha left home, to Toronto, than Ukraine... just like that, packed her bags and left... it feels weird and sad...
Still can't imaginе my life here without her...
Hmm, new life is waiting for her.... and for me too....
Masha, see you somewhere in the world, will miss you a lot...