I am wondering when was the last time my heart hurt so much that I wished I could have missed that day in my life... There have been numerous occasions when I have been hurt but some hurts are good - you learn, you introspect, you reevaluate your surroundings, but some hurts just hurt. Infact the pain reoccurs in my dreams.
The last time it hurt that bad was when I woke up in my Seattle apartment. Saurabh and mummy were still sleeping and I went till my french window. Yes it was my last day in Seattle and I knew, above everything else, how much I would miss my extremely lovable and extremely loving friends. I miss them still today.
and when did my heart hurt just as much before this? 2.5 years before the previous incident when I was sitting on the flight to Seattle (via Amsterdam), my parents and I were teary eyed, my brother , normally amused at this display of emotion were quiet and I had a beautiful letter in my hand. I didn't know a bird in Seattle (not that I know a bird in seattle now) but I didn't care about that. I cared more about leaving my family and my boyfriend. The memory of that flight (apart from good food), still makes me go numb and blank. Well, I never thought I would really make such great friends in Seattle that I would have to re-experience something similar while coming back.
Towards the end, in the movie sixth sense, Cole (the kid) tells Dr. Crowe (Bruce Willis), lets just pretend that we are going to see each other tomorrow, it makes goodbye very easy. Anybody who have experienced the pain of goodbye would know how profound it is.