Angels

It's been quite a while since I've written a post using this title.
It's self-explanatory too.

The reason why I'm chionging discursive essay now [like right now] is because I had spend 6 to 8.30 pm going to and fro the airport. Though now I wish I had made the decision the moment the question was asked. I would have made it 15 mins earlier. But I'm glad I made it in the end, that I got to be there for even 5 mins, that I at least made the effort. So that I wouldn't regret.

Thank you so much, for waiting, for calling twice, for that single hug.
Thanks for being my literal angelo/engel/ange/angelus/anjo through lonely lower sec.
Just, hope you are safe. In fact, you should have reached already, right?
Go well and safely, stay well and safely, the Lord be ever with you.

if you miss the train i'm on,
you will know that i am gone
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

I guess everyone leaves, sooner or later. If only it just wasn't, so soon. Ms Tan, Ms P, now you.

thank you and God be with you, my sister [smaller than three]