Leave.. apart is just the first step of growing.
Leaving.. is just another painful feeling to go through.
Left.. is just a memory..

Some of my hurtful leaving memory:
- I’m at high school, friends left to uni
- I left to uni, family at hometown
- Fews guys left for other gals
- I left to SG, family and friends at MY

This hurtful feeling will always be there. Although it might healed, but there are still scars left. The most hurtful and deepest scar is my Ah Paul, who left me forever.. 

People come and people go.. but how many do stay, in our memory forever?

I miss you, all and everyone out there.. including me, my old me..