On airport goodbyes
Said goodbye to Shishi at the airport tonight. I was debating (yeah i debate with myself a lot these days) whether to go or not, since i get off at 7 and the airport is a lightyear away, with the traffic and everything.
miraculously, the crowd on the train ride to taft was tolerable and when i got off the station, a cab was right there, as if it was waiting for me. (talk about meant to be).
the international departure area is always like a scene out of a movie. i found myself looking around at the people saying goodbye. tonight, there were a lot of couples hugging and kissing for a year's worth, or more, or forever. one couple in particular was exceeding the two-minute limit of the taxi parking cause they kept whispering , hugging, whispering again, then kissing, then finally the guy walked off with his suitcases and the girl went back inside the taxi, possibly in tears. kind of reminds me of the first scene in love actually where hugh grant had this whole speech about finding love anywhere, especially at the heathrow.
shishi and i had our share of hugging too. we were trying so hard to laugh everything off, but we knew we were already crying inside. it's just so sad to see one of your best friends go.
I just wonder when my own airport goodbye will be, when i will be the one leaving for a long time, to a far away place.