Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Leaving sucks

Boarding pass, checked! Baggage, checked! Passport, checked!

This is what I've to go through for most of the time. Not that I'm going to fancy places, but to my second home where I've been trying to grow my fondness into it. So many years have passed yet I never manage to leave peacefully. There's always something that holding my heart back and something that deep down in me that's always rooting to those that I'll miss.

Food, company, memories.

I wish I can put a stop to this but this is what I chose and I wish I can turn back the time to slap the old me before the decision was made.

Leaving sucks. Always is.