farewell worlds

✥ saying goodbye is always hard, no matter how much practice you get at it....
worlds left london today, to move back home to sweden where the grass is greener. i got all choked up in my throat watching him leave the apartment, ducking his head under the doorway, his big rucksack on his back, his room empty behind him...
jerry took him to the station and with them both gone, i began to reflect on all the good times we've had these last few months, and couldn't help but start crying!.... london can be a lonely place when you don't know anyone, but the whole time, jerry and i have had more than each other- we've had worlds as well...
a loyal friend, a great housemate... always up for a party, for a movie night, for a home-dinner night, to be on my side in arguments with jerry, to carry the shopping bags, to give me shoulder rides home after partying when i can't walk in my high heels anymore... he's been such a big part of my life here and now i feel like i took him for granted....

we finally decided on new housemates, who seem lovely and are moving in in a few weeks, but i can't imagine being as comfortable with anyone else as i was with worlds...

farewell and good luck to the worlds tallest guy and best friend... you're already missed :o)