![]() The brain feels more grief and pain in a comfortable nook. Now, I require introducing myself like a guest. I was the one that welcomes new faces, perform silly things to make them feel more comfortable, approach them like I’m the bravest person that I can be. It surprises me how much I’m bothered by such things. Now, I’m the new girl in the group that I once joined the unrelatable person in conversations. But it would be nice that they are that kind of ‘same’ before I left. Of course, I don’t expect the people to stay exactly the same of where they live, what they do, people they meet, what they have become. I totally understand and stand by the fact that “ Time don’t stand still while you’re away“. I begin needing to learn how to talk again, finding what interests them, making mental notes of their dislikes – all of those just so they can find me bearable the next time we meet. But now, keeping a conversation aflame is no easy feat. Maybe even never.Ĭonversations that dwells on small talks sickens me but it was a fast and careless process. I won’t be seeing you in the next 4 months or the next year. There was no commitment to preserve that friendship. Making new friends that you can literally say “Hi.” “Bye.” to because I’ll be leaving a couple of days anyway. Janelle Mone Give me a second I, I need to get my story straight My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State My lover she's waiting for me. Somehow feeling like I’m the stranger myself living in the place I grew up in.īack when I used to return for semester breaks, it was easier. ![]() It’s strange to see buildings have changed, the overall landscape has shifted slightly, even the behavior of the residents seems different. ![]() I have been away from home for about 5 years and this place has become nostalgic to me. I’m back! I’m back where I used to be – the beautiful land of Kota Kinabalu. ![]()
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