This is not a sonnet

I'm sad because we will no longer be in each other's lives as much as we were.

I'm not sad because it's not as if I won't get to see guys forever.

I'm envious because you people still can meet up often and have fun.
I'm not envious because I have faith in the path of my choice.

I'm looking forward to seeing new faces in the days ahead.
I'm not looking forward to missing the old ones every single day.

I'm happy that you guys are moving on.
I'm unhappy because you all are leaving.

It's sometimes good to be alone.
It's all always bad to be lonely.

The glass is half full.
The glass is half empty.

One thing's for certain.

I will miss you because I love you.

That's more or less how I feel right now. Haha bet you didn't see that coming. This other side of me that takes over once in a blue moon. I know it's kinda funny. Like which teenager would get all emotional about their friends leaving for their studies. It's not like their going to fight World War III and die or something.

I wish I am stronger, so I don't have to crap about all this stuff. Why do I feel so nostalgic? Why am I so sentimental? Is that a good thing? Aren't guys suppose to be all cool about it? Like just a handshake and go 'Good luck bro' and go on with my life? Or is it that everyone feels that same? And that I'm just more vocal about it? Or could it be that I'm the only one making a big deal out of this?

Ah whichever it is. I'll get over this. And I'll definitely update this blog soon. I hate to see this post everytime I log on.

*It's time to move on.*