Today I was told by Luke that he was moving back to Africa.
Yes, I always knew he would, and he loves his country, I always excepted this.
Apart from the fact that he said he wouldn't be moving in just a year or two, but by the end of the college year, July.
I felt like I was breaking.
Yes, even he admitted there is a chance that he still may not go, that his dad may not take the jobs out there that have been offered to him, and even I said that he may hate it and come back. He agreed. But we both knew we were lying through our teeth, just to be optimistic.
Every time he has said that he's going to Africa, I never belived him, or thought it would never happen and it never did.
But this time it is well thought out, and seems like it is actually going to happen.
He is as upset as I am.
Sarah, who he loves, has told him if he goes to Africa then their relationship will not survive it.
They have broken it off.
He is gutted.
He now has so many friends, and feels like finally he belongs in this country, in this world, and now he has to leave it all behind. Leave me.
It will hurt me more than anything after 6-7 years of friendship for him to leave me.
Because I know that we will not do very well with a long distance friendship.
I said to him as brightly as possible, that I might be able to work in Madagascar and come and visit him. He smiled weakly.
It will killl me if he leaves.
He is one of my closest friends, and we know each other so well.
I will not except that he is going untill he has gone.
And when he does there will be an empty space in my heart.
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