I'm missing him a lot. I just can't wait to be with him. It's tough to be so far away from him and i guess now is the time i wish he is next to me. I wish I could pour my feelings to him, telling him how sad I am right now, crying out loud on his shoulder, but I couldn't. It is even worse knowing that he isn't feeling well and I should be there to support him instead.
Somehow it's so strange that the home I was growing up now is a place that treats me like stranger. Family that was supposed to love me unconditionally all seemed so distant to me. But thinking positively, this means I can leave with lesser attachment towards this place which was once called home.