Somehow, tomorrow feels significant to me.
It seems to be the start of a new beginning.
Feeling melancholic and restless,
Wondering whether it's due to anxiety,
Excitement or just plain nervousness
It seems that everytime I leave my house,
I miss it even before I'm gone.
Wonder how I'll be like when I move out.
I'm a person who dislike changes,
yet nothing will stay the same forever.
Not even me.
From alone to contented
From quiet to noisy
From puppy to hound
Things change but i hope
some things never change
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