New Year's Eve

Saying goodbye is hard. As we drive down the road to drop me home, it was so hard to speak. Occasional jokes and thoughts uttered from the mouth but not much else. Not because we don't want to, but because we can't. Partly because any words that comes will instead burst as a choke of tears, and partly because there was so little time left as the clock ticks to that farewell. We'd rather stay quiet and devour each second together wisely before we see each other for the last time... this year. Bon Voyage, Dear! : ' )