Years ago I somehow can see how things are going to be with us all.
I saw everyone, on the same path, walking off to their own destination.
I cried so much. After one whole year spent to forge a bond, then it seemed like it was about to break.
In my mind, I pictured our class, 5A of SMR 2008, as a seed. That was during the first few months upon meeting you all.
Then came along the event, the Science Corner. It was during that time that the seed in my mind began sprouting.
Not long after that, came the moment I remembered much. The moment when some of us scored badly in some tests and exams. It was like a day without the sun; like a bird without its wings; like the moon without her stars. Though feeling down, some still attempted to cheer others up despite holding back their own tears. This was the time the sprouting seed grew a bud.
Nearing the end of the year, when everyone kept on supporting each other, the bud suddenly bloomed into a royal yellowish-hued rose. It was a symbol of hope, a symbol of friendship for me and I kept it in my mind since then.
The yellow rose was nourished by the constant care and loving by each one of you, to which I was glad. It had kept me company during the years of college.
Then came the year 2011...
Watching everyone wept... Most in joys and some in sorrow... It was heart-breaking.
Desperate for some comfort, I reached out into my mind to call forth the flower, months forgotten due to my carelessness during the long, dull days of waiting.
It horrified me that the only thing left was just a couple of petals, painfully vibrant against the darkened surrounding.
I kept it a secret from everyone, even my love. I was worried I would lose everyone and driven to paranoia, I started to distance myself. I didn't answer to text messages immediately and I took a couple of hours just to type in a reply. Sometimes when I did met you guys I just watched and listened while occasionally attempted to engage in small talks.
"These guys have become part of your life," I heard myself whispered. "Now they all are going to leave you, just like how the imaginary flower discarded those petals."
At times, I just tried to record everything that happened during the weekly meet, both via memory and writing. Sometimes I typed, and sometimes I scribbled. No doubt that this was an act close to restrained possessiveness but I just didn't know what else to do.
After days fluttering by, when reading the Eid Al-Fitri's greetings posted at the group page, I realised that despite going off to each one's preferred destination, we all are anchored to one singularity.
With that realisation, the leftover petals all disappeared, replaced the the lone yellow rose that blooms even beautifully than before.
I do hope that you all stay, but I still believe that we will all still be connected no matter how far the distance.
It is no surprise that I feel heavy in heart to see you all take flight, but I know it is for the best.
Undoubtedly the absences will make an immeasurable longing to the members left here but rest assured, we will be waiting with open hands for your return.
Be safe, eat much, sleep well and concentrate. That pretty much summarizes every advices I want to tell.
Until then, keep the memories of us within yourselves and upon your return, we shall create new ones.
I definitely am going to miss you all.
