Hey, It's Gin

I fell in love the first time I saw you. I was just 14. It was an early december morning. All I remember seeing clearly when I opened my eyes from my road-trip-sleep was… you. You always had that something special about your whole look, always more lively than anything else I’ve seen: always a bit pretentious, but with so much tact and style, that it never actually mattered. For those 4 years I’ve had so much fun being a part of your life. Just… thank you, for every little opportunity, for every little lesson, for every person I’ve met because of you. And I wish I could tell you how special you are; wish you could  hear and respond, not just listen.

I’ve always wondered, how one thing can have so many different sides to it? How can it be so beautiful, so gracefully calm, so promising, but at the same time crazy, unpredictable, hectic, indifferent. But more importantly, how can all these co-exist in unity? It’s only you that actually demonstrated: there was such a possibility! And that, surprisingly, we’re all pretty much made that way. I grew up so much. I cannot even believe how many changes happened. It is only when I look back at the day when we first… well, met… I see what a person I have become. No. What a person you have helped me become! Things like that stay in memory for long, if not forever. That is why I would be greatful for eternity.

I’m really sorry I have to leave now. But it is time and you are aware of that. But visits are promised from time to time… The time has come to grow up even more; to move on. It is time to say…

Goodbye, Oxford.