Goodbyes

I have rushed through two goodbyes today with two different set of people. I say rushed becasue I was late to both and both (at least to me) finished too fast, never mind one lasted about three hours.
I hate saying goodbye... more so than most people. I'm not bad at looking foward but I keep glancing back to make sure I didn't forget.
My school class I'm now slightly more detached to, it was a gang of girls from whom I'd been slowly seperating even when I was with them but still I got a visible lump in my throat when I walked away from them... I still want to walk into a class with them, simply because that's how it was and a class full of strange people doesn't look so nice now. But I must confess however much I adore the girls... it's not that scary to say goodbye, I'll stay in touch, vaguely.
The second one was considerably much worse... If you measure in real time I must have spent more time in school than I spent with my tution gang but... as we all agreed, it just couldn't be one year and some months ago that we'd met. Nah... we've been friends for ages....
These guys and they were mostly guys ,other than aastha of course, were well "my guys" for more than a year. I've discussed too much Atif Aslam, fantasy fiction, tie colours and life plans with them to walk away light hearted. I've slept on their shoulders, teased them, chased them, mothered them, flirted with them and loved them until I've gotten hell possesive. I have ,as one of them keeps teasing me, "mother wolf" tendencies for all of them. Two of them I'll unhesitantly call as my best friends, one of which I also call mine. They've watched me survive, they've witnessed me live and they've taken me in and... I can't be more thankful. I can't not wonder over and over again how they could have stood with me for as long as they have... I still have to say proper goodbyes to my two best friends but hell it feels strange...
We can't go back to Priya's again, it'll feel too awkward to go to the मातृभूमि without all of them. We can't not walk through there again without feeling that somebody is missing. I can never walk back there without at least one of them by my side. I chased someone across the complex... I've made someone do sit-ups in front of the cinema, I've sat for hours in Nirula's, I've ordered too many orders of ice-cream and shakes, I've... I've just done too much there.
To the guys who won't stumble here... I'll miss you like hell.