I don't know how i am going to handle the farewells. Knowing so well that people that i love will leave me and god knows when we'll meet again. After going through so much ups and downs, tear and laughter together, we'll be separated by distance and time difference. I know its going to be challenging because i've gone through it before and i know it ain't easy.

I really hope our friendship will stay strong now and forever, and you promised you'll be my bridesmaid on my day and my daughter will be your flower girl on yours. Its funny how we both know so well that we might not meet again and yet we continue to hold on to that promise so tightly. And how we've planned this time capsule thingy. Its childish but i reckon its our way to comfort ourselves.

At times i asked myself, why do we have to go our separate ways when we've turned from friend to sister. When we are already so comfortable with each other, we have to leave that. I know how people say people come and go and noone stays by your side forever. But somehow or another i want to be your friend forever and deny the fact that we won't see each other again. Maybe fate will bring us together again, who knows.

Its like, we were best buds since ancient and then i came to singapore and you moved elsewhere, we got to meet new people, make new friends, but then again we stay by each other's side all the time and our friendship grew stronger despite the distance, and we always have same taste for everything. Our unstoppable food temptation, type of clothes to type of guys. I always feel a lot like myself when i'm with you. I can always talk to you about everything and you never judge me, but teach me how to be better. Its like, we know each other inside out, and you're the only one who could finish my sentences. Now that you're going overseas to country which sleeps when i just wake up and vice versa, i don't know.... Or is this just to test how strong our bond is?

Not only my childhood friend. Many are leaving abroad, and honestly i am always afraid when i myself don't know when will our next meeting be. What if you go and never come back? What if those dreams we planned together never come true? I often fall into fantasy and imagine how magical it will be if everybody that i love is cramped into one beautiful city and we live together forever and we'll be all happy and joyous. I prefer the concept of fantasy than reality, because most of the time reality doesn't quite coincide with what i wish.