It feels like I'm leaving behind a huge part of me; the carefree part. That one part in your that keeps you so alive. I know I may sound dramatic here but even turning 20 was an emotional phase for me because I have this one problem of letting go. I always hold onto things for so long.
So I hereby will bid adieu to (some) parts that I should leave behind, for good.
I wish for you to never tap on my shoulder anymore because looking back, hurts. At my weakest, I begin to look back and mourn over the things that used to make me happy. I used to love looking at you because you have those familiar faces that I used to share everything with. The people who made me happy. You reminded me of my happy days when I was with them. I can't keep looking back. I have to bid adieu to you because grieving over you will not do any good to my future.
This year; whatever happens, happens.