Saying goodbye

 

 

Last Thursday, I woke up feeling absolutely exhausted. I had spent the night at my boyfriend's place, yet again, and had not slept well. Groggy and in an irritable mood, I stumbled through most of the day not knowing what was going on. I somehow managed to go to lab and complete an exam. I skipped my last class, because I was just feeling too tired, and knew I still had a long day ahead of me. I went home, napped for a bit, and then met up with Leah to walk to Whole Foods for dinner. (Leah = previous housemate and cooking partner). Once there, we met up with Lena, and I ate a bunch of beets.
Lena, my old roommate, dressed up in a flowly white blouse with sun-kissed skin. One of the best people in the world. And today would be the last day I would see her.
Okay, I am pretty sure I will see her again, but since there is no definite day like last time, I was absolutely overwhelmed with sadness.
Leah had to leave, and I clung on to Lena and followed her back to her Z's house. Once there, I realized how everything looked the same (aside from a remodeled table and a new wooden table). My "Halloween" decorations were still there. A lump formed in my throat as I played with Colonel (fat orange cat), and realized how much I felt at home there. I had spent so many fun-filled days in that apartment with her frat boys. It was there that I formed the best memories, which I will hold onto for as long as I can.
We had bought beer (pumpkin beer for the German, pear cider for the kitty). I snacked on some mint chocolate muffins that Lena had made, and sipped on the beer. It was lovely, catching up with my beloved roomie and talking about boys.
Then Z came home, and demanded to know why I hadn't gone dt with them once while Lena was back. I started to feel very sad, especially when Lena accused me of not texting her to hang out.
I realized that I had neglected one of my best friends, and now she was about to leave. I became so sad.
J came home, and suddenly it was like old times, the four of us kicking it back together.
I missed it, so effing much. I love Leighton, but I also love hanging out with these people.
More people came to Z's house, and I had to leave in order to catch the bus home.
Oh gosh, and this is when it turns so sad. We thought we had timed the bus accurately, so that we could walk to the bus stop together and have time to talk. Unfortunately, the bus came early, and I had to run to catch it.
"Goodbye!" I yelled at her as I ran to the bus, not even having time to hug her goodbye.
Goodbye, goodbye.
The bus swerved and I couldn't see her anymore. My eyes brimmed with tears as I realized how much I missed her, and how terrible this goodbye was.
I sobbed all the way home.