She cried.
I cried.
I hate going to the airport when sending her off.
I hate going to the airport when she sends me off.
All the time.
One thing's for sure though, nothing has changed. She still wakes me up the Melbourne time and I still keep her awake late at night the Malaysian time. And in between, Shura and I are constantly updating each other every hour during working hours (if time permits) or I skype to tell Shura and Zamir bout my day and likewise when I get home.
Today, I loved it that she can tell I was down just by one sentence through BBM. Magical! :)
I miss my best friend
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