Why do people feel a sense of lost when they don't treasure it when it is around?

(WARNING! This post may have a melancholic theme to it, and you might not know who I'm on about if you don't know me since secondary school)

I know you might not like it, or will read it, but I would just like to thank you.

When I first met you in secondary 3, I thought you were just another friend that will push me around like a piece of flier in Orchard Road. I was wrong. You taught me to be positive, bring a smile to others so you can bring yourself a smile. I was in a bit of a depression state at that time, see, and I couldn't see the light of day. I liked the jokes you made and the fact that you always liven up the class, every day, without fail. Still remembered Mdm Yue keeps calling you because you keep making fun of her lessons. Even in poly, I still see you around in school. Initially, I thought you were a bit lonely and bo liao in school, but it turns out that that wasn't true either.

One of the bigger regrets is that I cound not personally go to the airport to see you off. Because, I know it is going to be a long time before we see you again. So, I would like to wish all the best for your future dreams, goals and studies. Hope to see you back in Singapore soon.

dRIVING_oUT
9:11:00 PM