Going off

And leaving me here alone. Yeah I'm lost for a while. To perform your daily routine alone when normally you do it together is a real tough. My superhero can no longer be able to accommodate all my need in no time like before. The what if-syndrome is finally attack me. What if I got my car stuck or tyre puncture, on the way back home, in the middle of the night after attending breakdown? What if I got sick and no one's home? Who is going to fetch and bring me to dinner everyday after work? Who is gonna bring me to my annual dose of kedai Arab, Raju, Bumbung Hijau, Yik Mun, Marché, Bread Talk, to name a few. To cushion the blow, I have to continuously remind myself that it might not be that far, might not take that long and obviously leaving for the better of us. But, often I think that I rather be the one who leave than the one who were left because I hate the feeling being left..