Of all people, I know that nothing lasts forever. Maybe someday, I’d find comfort in that truth. But until then, I have these amazing memories to take with me, everywhere I go. Life is about the mind-blowing experiences along the way, not the outcome itself. I’ve turned my heart into a museum of people I love, and keep them alive inside.
After all this time, you would have thought that I’m getting better with goodbyes. Turns out, I still suck at it. On the bright side, I’m always leaving at the peak moment. It makes goodbye a lot harder, but it makes memories so much sweeter. A little paradox in this ideology, isn’t it.
I used to compare dating with travelling. It’s saying I love you but I have to go. That’s perhaps why I don’t fall in love easily, because I know I always have to go. With countries, it’s slightly easier because I know they’ll always be there. With people, who knows. That’s why I have a museum of them in my little heart.
Love never ends. When you love someone, they will always have a special place in your heart.
May there be no expiry date some day.