The process of separation has already begun. Nothing will defer it anymore. The heart is both happy and sad. Happy because it means, new shores beckons him to a better tomorrow. Sadness permeates when the realization dawn, that the countdown has begun; soon it will be time for him to leave. People say, it is normal, you will get used to it; but for those who live the reality know, just how distressing it is. Insecurities threaten to over power but better sensibilities prevail. Heart shatters into million pieces each time the topic comes up, the very existence is disturbed; yet smile never abandons my face, nor does optimism desert me. Tears threaten to spill, but do not. Mind is numb. How long? How long before I break down? Consequences will be disastrous. So tears and gloom will have to be masqueraded in smiles. Every passing moment have to be treasured and memorized. Life has to be lived, like there is no tomorrow. For tomorrow I may be alone, with memories for comfort. Let’s make the best of a these moments, before time runs out.