Yesterday was their last day.

Dillys, Liping and some others.

Yup, they cried. I always thought it was silly for me to cry during my last day. But after last night, I knew it was only natural. Everyone was too attached to that place. Way too attached.

I often wonder how would they feel after they left. Will they feel the emptiness inside them just like how I did when I just left? Will they missed every little bit of that big shop? Will they just sit at one corner, staring at the thin air and reminise the times when they used to disturb each other during work? Feeling happy at one moment and hurt at the next minute when reality reminds them that they are no longer part of them.

I went through it all. Alone.

And in time, they will soon realise that its part and parcel of life. Just like how I did.

I bet they were luckier than me. They had time to count down to their last day. Had time to hug the ones they secretly have big crushes on. Had time to thank those who once helped them. Had time to apologise to the bitch that they bitch about yesterday. Had time to take a last look at everyone and everything and keep it inside them forever.

I did not have the time.

I missed those people terribly.