2 years from now, I'll be back in Malaysia. Back with my friends. Back with my family.
But it wouldn't be the same, would it?
Nothing will be the same.
Maybe I'm chasing shadows... maybe I'm longing for what used to be.
Maybe I'm just clinging to memories.
I don't know.
I miss home. But I don't know where 'home' is.
Sometimes I just want to give up.
1 comment:
no, of course it won't be the same. after seven years off-on seeing my parents during my period of studies coming back everything was different. In fact I only stayed for one more year at home. then moved back here. its part of growing up, things change..be happy, at least you got the experience of being somewhere else, probably many in your country would wish to be in your position. not that your entries sound like you see this....
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