Fates...can be 'cruel' sometimes. My final day is today. As mentioned in previous blogs, haven't seen him in a while. However, around 315pm today got called over to the other building (where his office is) by the second boss. Turns out they prepared small feast on my behalf. We ate, laugh and the conversation flows. Only after 15 minutes or so had past did he appear into the pantry. And one of our colleagues points out that our clothes are matching today. My shirt and his are almost in the same shade, purplish pink. While his tie and my tudung are in the same dark purple shade.
It hurts thinking that of all days, it had to be today where our 'personality' become in-sync. He did not even give a proper farewell to me. Just left after the little celebration. I understand that he's a busy man, have to meet clients and all that. But can't he at least say goodbye and wish me luck?...
I know that I promised myself to move-on. But it hurts. It hurts to think of what might have been. I wish that he would just say something. Just an indication whether he likes me or not instead of playing this hide and seek game.
Peave & Save da World; xoxo
It hurts thinking that of all days, it had to be today where our 'personality' become in-sync. He did not even give a proper farewell to me. Just left after the little celebration. I understand that he's a busy man, have to meet clients and all that. But can't he at least say goodbye and wish me luck?...
I know that I promised myself to move-on. But it hurts. It hurts to think of what might have been. I wish that he would just say something. Just an indication whether he likes me or not instead of playing this hide and seek game.
Peave & Save da World; xoxo
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