This morning, i said farewell to Amanda.

For the past few months, I only saw her on the odd occasion. Mostly, I think, because our boyfriends were kind of different.

As we gave each other our bye bye huggies, I felt my eyes sting up and had to make an effort to keep the tears down. I was genuinely surprised by the strong emotions i felt then.

I have always been supportive of her leaving. Believing that moving away is always a sign of a fresh start, of opportunities and of new discoveries. I couldn't tell her to stay because I'm restless too and would leave myself if I could.

I thought I knew myself well... *shrug*

Guess not...

I can't even really explain why i feel a sense of loss.