goodbye

i guess this is part of growing up. people leave for places far beyond, for places with greener pastures. we each have our separate paths to walk and i need to find mine soon.

but these paths we walk on are long, sometimes not crossing for months or even years. and when the paths merge again, there`s no saying how we`ve changed or if a hedge has grown in between said paths.

this is growing up and i`d rather be in neverland.

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i miss hummy. and i`m missing michelle already even though she hasn`t left, yet.
i`m also missing everyone else who isn`t leaving s'pore but has left to a different life from what i know. the life of studying in uni, the life of working.
we are different now, and i like that not one bit.

i think i`ve lost my footing.