The atmosphere had turned gloomy, serious and sad as we sat in his car on our drive to the airport. At home, when we were spending time with each other we didn't realise when the time passed so quickly. But as he had an international flight, we had to leave though he was repeatedly telling me that this could be cancelled.
But how can I selfish? It was his work after all. Plus I didn't want to become someone who instead of encouraging him, pulls him down. In fact, I want him to have the best in the world.
So, here we are. Sitting in the back seat with his arms around me and my head on his chest. I had tears in my eyes though I was not a crying person. But I don't know why it hurt so much with the fact that he was leaving even though it was just for a week. He was caressing my arms whil
