And his back just got smaller and smaller as he walked into the crowd...
My dad left for Singapore today. And all I'm feeling now is homesick. I miss my family so much. I never talked to my brothers so much before. I miss the food.
Ok, I'm not saying I'm not coping here. I'm actually rather happy in a sense. I mean, yeah I may be missing home, but the people I met really try their best to make you feel welcomed and stuff. Then again, nothing beats home eh.
It sucks how I never really say how I felt, assuming that you knew.
I know how it would make a huge difference, if I just declared how I feel.
So why ain't I doing so?
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