03:38
Years from now we would look back and think about the warmth of having company in a foreign country—the wine we drank, the food we shared, all the laughters. I will miss this. I am growing old and growing up which means going forward where sometimes we leave people we care about. Deep inside I know I want to move forward and explore a different route but I also know there’s sadness, a form of melancholy within it, knowing that things would change.
I am grateful but I feel regretful as well. Life is so good yet complicated at the same time. Hope I can keep for my own story















