Another move

Another move…another hopeless packing effort…another shift of surrounding…another change of environment…the consolation being that I’m returning to a changed but familiar ambience….i’ve always been sad about leaving one place…so far, I have…but not this time…this time, I’m happy to be moving…I’m happy to be leaving and yet I don’t wanna pack…yet I don’t wanna leave…I guess it’s because there are some people that are holding me back…I can count them on my fingers…people who brought a smile to each sad moment…who brightened my life with words and deeds that will remain in my heart forever…perfect memories created out of simple moments…the simplest gestures creating the deepest impacts…and yet I have to go…to a life that awaits me…to a place that holds my future…to a love that is forever…to friends I’m dying to hug…to memories that have changed my thought process…to a life I’ve begun to enjoy…the smile returns to my face as I write this and yet turns bitter sweet at the fact that I’m leaving one place that has taught me so much the hard way…for the god and bad reasons I will never forget this place…whether I will return or not is not my fate to know but for now as the bus heads towards a familiar destination I look out the window at the dark sky filled with twinkling stars, I’m assured that humanity isn’t lost and that miracles do happen…