Missing the old time

THOSE PEOPLE WHO YOU SHARE LAUGHTER WITH ARE THE PEOPLE YOU MISS MORE. BUT THOSE WHOM YOU SHARE YOUR TEARS ARE MORE THOUGHT OF AND WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED. OLD FRIENDS THAT MEET AGAIN. I MISS THEM. I MISS THE TIME I SAT ON MY DESK AND BEWILDERED BY THE STORIES WE ALL TALK. THE ANATOMY OF JENN GAR. THE FLASH MOB WHEN FOODS ARE BEING SERVED. I CRIED THAT TIME I REALIZE I MIGHT NOT BE SEEING THEM AGAIN, SEEING THEM TOGETHER, INTACT AND FIRM. I SWELLED MY EYES UPON THE GOODBYES, IT IS HEART BREAKING TO SEE OUR FOUNDATION OF BEING THE TEAM IS LEAVING US. SHE ALWAYS MANAGES TO KEEP HER PATIENCE ON THE LINE, HER LAUGHS AND HER COMEDIC REACTIONS TO EVERY SITUATION BEING HANDED. AND THE TEAM, WE ALL HAVE DIFFERENT STORIES TO BE TOLD, DIFFERENT LIVES STILL UNTOLD, SECRETS BEING THE SPARK OF THE MOMENT AND THE AMBIANCE OF SILENCE WHEN FOCUS ARISES, MORE OF THAT ARE THE JOKES, THE KNOCKS2X AND THE PINOY HENYO MOMENT OF THE DAY. I’M MISSING THE JENN GAR.

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