I can't help but feel disappointed. I understand but I just can't accept it. Maybe it's the anxiety that's sinking in knowing that my time here is short.
I am missing here already. I'm afraid to leave this place, my family and friends and everything I know and am familiar with.
I was never like this. Since when have I lost the adventurous me? How come I am so cowardly? What is going on with me? I don't know and I cannot answer that myself.
I am still very afraid but there's nothing I can do. I have to face it. I wish time goes slower for once. Please.
