7/4
Last day.
Last goodbye.
Last lunch.
Last glance of the building.
Last contact with the colleagues.
This may be the last time I ever see them again.
Fate brought us together and reality separates us.
I will be going back to Singapore to finish what I left and they will continue their lives before I came.
Life is worth a laugh.
It brings people together and yet it separates people when they are connected.
That’s life, people say.
I hate life, I always say.
I am longing to breathe.
I am suffocating with people being so aware of my actions.
Choking when being questioned.
Used to the freedom my parents gave me.
Used to answer to no one in my life.
Used to my comfy bed.
Used to being messy.
Used to watch tv so loudly.
Now, I am uncomfortable. An understatement.
