The ugly moment of farewell

We are not close friends... I don't think we can call the existing relationship as friendship in the first place... He is just my colleague at work... A very nice, decent, cozy, funny and friendly guy, who is married and about to have twins in less than 2 weeks (isa)...

He happens to be the one sitting next to me in our ill-designed office... Actually infront of me.. The only person I see from the high wooden partitions that separate all the employees in this office... He is just someone I like talking to, and laughing at his funny comments, and that is about it... Nothing more, Nothing less...

And this morning, they told me that he resigned and is moving to a better position in a much better place than the one we are trapped in (isa)... And to my surprise, I felt so broken... I felt like I am losing one of the few nice things in the place...

I sometimes hate the fact that I usually build emotions to everything around me... My office, my computer, my phone, my colleagues, my boss, even the office boy represents something to me... And this endless emotionality is something I hate about myself and wish I could get rid of it... It is painful because nothing stays as it is... Everything ends and fades and leaves... And with every departure I feel alot of pain...

I wish you all the best in the world... I wish you happiness, success and good health.. I will really miss your presence...