“How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on…when in your heart you begin to understand…that there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend; some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold.” - The Lord of the Rings 3, Return of the King
…and so it was the end, for the ring bearers. Some of them strayed, some dead and some vanished. But for the loyal ones, they’ve stayed until the end. And together they hold upon their friendship and loyalties, and love till eternity.
But our story was not named The Lord of the Rings. We’re not the fellowship of any rings. None of us was the ring bearer. But we hold on each other, upon the hope of unknown future. We’ve became one at the moment when we felt the need of each other. But time had passed through us, and nothing is this world stay forever. Each of us leave the thread that we once hold upon a reason. And every reason, it is form as so not to hurt what we’ve had before. It does not matter who leave first, and who stay until the very end. But what matters is the friendship that once brought us together, and forever it shall bound us.
I don’t feel ashamed of the tears I pour to acknowledge the hurtful feeling that I have when I need to stand on the day each of them is leaving. But I do regret to have it burdened onto them. But friends, I’m a normal human, with such a mellow heart. I cried because of the darkness that awaits me, when all the lights that had once accompanying me is now gone. I cried because of the loneliness that shall be in my life, when all of the dearest in my heart was no longer in front of my eyes. I cried because of the fate that brought us together, the waves that bind us, for that it was not strong enough to be there for as long as I want it to be.
My friends, may all of us meet once again in our future, and shall the warmth of friendship that has lightened my life be back.
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