Packing for home is always a pleasure but packing for Oz... always seem to make me shed a tear.
Leaving on a Jetplane tune always seem to linger in my mind everytime I’m packing for home or Oz.
A happy note for home, the opposite for Oz. It’s not that I hate Oz. I love it there and I know I’m so blessed to be in Oz, living my dream. But leaving the people here, it’s just too much pain and heartache.
I can’t seem to breathe properly, it’s like there’s a sharp object sticking through the heart and there’s nothing I can do about it. I guess there’s only one particular person that really has this kind of effect on me and that I wish I don’t have to say goodbye to; Mr. Hubby.
Love does hurt sometimes. But I would never trade it with anything coz the happiness that I’ve experienced so far, Subhanallah...
I pray that we would be strong and be able to be there for each other with lots of love, even from afar. InsyaAllah. Ameen.
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go...
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go...
Cheers!
PS: I'm also missing Kempas & the Hasmonis so so much! Huhuhu...