The only people that wouldn’t abandon you in any circumstances. As I’m growing older, so they are. From black to grey and to white. It’s a comfort when you are back home and you can still hear their voices. That is why I like to be back home. It’s not because of the excitement or fun in Malacca. It’s not because of the tasty food too. It’s because THEY are there.
The worst kind of lonely.
3 years ago
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