Getting apart is the hardest and the worst gloom to one. I went through it and I did a lot to escape that moment. Even obstacles coming in the way to escape that painful scenerio seemed so small that I neglected the pain of those. But in the end that suicidal throbbed me hard, when that time came. Only those can feel it who meet, or wanna meet their goals. That goal could be anything, a job, a destination to reach, or their lovers.
An employee getting retirement from his dream is painful. A traveler waving back after meeting with wind he wanna inhale. And lovers, when they part after biding “HI” a day before