Last one from the Cafeteria

I am now sitting alone in the cafeteria having what may be my last lunch at St Johns for times to come and I just cannot believe what is happening. As one of the last to leave today, I realize that I have to pay a very expensive price. The price tagged for those who stay for last, those that have to stand and see their fellow birds fly towards new horizons before taking off themselves: I am alone in the cafeteria, witnessing the soul of this place washed away... My dear ones, St Johns is not the same anymore after you. It could not mean the same anymore after I saw the tears in the eyes of Reem and Hima today. I do not feel the same anymore after the baseball game then dancing with you in the sky last night. The walls are now meaningless and the food has no taste.

Guys, I miss you already.

:'(